sorcery

Chapter 877 Wan Jiukong's Begging
Xianyun Restaurant.

When Yunchen appeared, Wan Jiukong, Beixuan Yidao, Beixuan Yikong, Jian Mingkong, and Elder Juejian were all entrenched in it, and it was already approaching midnight.

But everyone was worried, anxious, full of urgency and helplessness.

"Little friend, you are finally back, something happened, something big happened!"

Jian Mingkong saw Yunchen's figure appearing at the door of the restaurant, he was the first to stand up, his eyes were full of urgency, and he looked like a catastrophe was imminent.

"Elder Jian, Elder Wan, Senior Beixuan, why are you all here?"

"Don't worry, talk slowly if you have something to say."

The figure of Yun Chen walked into the restaurant and calmed everyone's emotions on the spot. Obviously, the shadow thorn had already spread the news of the deceased, but what puzzled Yun Chen was that these people did not go to the family and sect for help. All of them gathered in his restaurant, maybe they wanted him to make a move.

"Little friend, you know the news about the Shadow Thorn organization! Now the 300 million miles of wasteland has been shrouded in fog."

"And the mist is spreading outwards, and it can cover Xiyuan City in at most three days."

"Someone sees thirteen pyramids descending from the depths of the mist, and they are afraid that the thirteen pharaohs of the underworld will come out in full force."

"Miss went deep into it an hour ago, and now her life and death are unknown, and her whereabouts are unknown!"

"Little friend, what should we do now?"

Wan Jiukong looked deeply at Yunchen, and his heart was full of helplessness. If the eldest lady really fell in the mist, I'm afraid that one of them would count as one, and no one would want to live.

Even if he asked Yuanshi Jianzong for help, it would take three days at the fastest to mobilize the strong.

Really wait until that time, the day lily will be cold, and now they are gathered here, Yun Chen is their only hope.

For some reason, the few of them thought of him almost at the same time for such a big matter.

Although the contact time is not long, Tianchen has the means to turn decay into magic. Perhaps it has created too many impossibilities, which have already convinced them thoroughly.

"Wan Lao, why are you telling me these things?"

"Do you think I can stop the attack of the dead, or save the souls of this city?"

"I'm just a king, and I have some special means, but in the face of an almost endless number of dead, I really can't help."

"As for Zili, I really want to help her, but there is really no other way?"

"If there's even a chance, I'll show you my old face, and I won't just sit idly by."

"What you should do now is to contact the three clans and the city lord, and there is no other way than asking for help from high-level forces."

"If you can't bear the loss of life in Xiyuan City, then spread the news!"

"I'm just a spiritual chef and a spiritual wine master, and I have no way to solve the things here."

Yun Chen politely refused. If it was really just a conquest by the Thirteen Pharaohs, it would be nothing at all?
The dead are indeed terrifying, but it's not that there is no way to solve it, it just involves the kingdom of the dead, and there are strong men comparable to martial arts ancestors sitting in charge.

Even if they are projected, they can kill everyone in front of them. This is not an order of magnitude at all.

Misty Mountain wished they could be destroyed.

"Little friend, when...is there really no other way?"

"Billions of creatures! Even if we want to abandon the city, it is impossible to evacuate them all within three days."

"Xiyuan City is the center of this world. If Xiyuan City is occupied, the dead can drive straight in and attack in all directions."

"Little friend, didn't you ask your uncle for help with such a big matter?"

Jian Mingkong sighed deeply, his heart was full of helplessness, Xiyuan City's strategic position was too important, and it was absolutely impossible for it to fall into the hands of the dead.

What Zili said is right, this is a war, a battle of life and death between the dead and the living.

No one can retreat, because they can't retreat if they want to. They can retreat for a while, but they can't retreat for a lifetime.

Everyone can understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold.

If Xiyuan City falls into the hands of the dead, Yuanshi Sword Sect will be the first to bear the brunt, but the combat power that Yuanshi Sword Sect can draw is only about [-].

Facing the endless dead, it is simply a drop in the bucket, and now they want to borrow the power behind Yunchen.

"My uncle, even if he came alone, so what."

"Barely being able to hold a pharaoh is the limit. The best way to deal with the dead is to join forces with the three major forces of Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism."

"Majestic and upright, the heaven and earth are clear, and the golden light of exterminating demons is the innate nemesis of the dead of evil spirits."

"Elder Jian, I can summon my uncle, but this is the limit of what I can do."

Yun Chen sighed slightly, showing a bit of helplessness, now he understands the plan of these people, he just wants to test the forces behind him!

It's a pity that they really made a mistake in their calculations. They are alone, and at most they can be considered an old devil.

With the power of attacking the demons, it is invincible against living beings, but it is completely useless against undead creatures.

person?They are all selfish. When they are really in a desperate situation, they want to rely on others to fight, but they want to save their own strength at the first time.

Maybe they couldn't test the power behind themselves, and their attitude towards themselves should have changed.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, I don't plan to stay for a long time.

The big deal is just changing identities, Piaomiao Mountain is so big, there is nowhere to go.

"Little friend, is there really no other way? Will this area eventually fall into the hands of the dead?"

"Even if we are determined to die, we can't see hope!"

"Miss is deep in the fog, life and death are unknown, we don't know who else we can rely on!"

"Little friend, now that the dragons have no leader, we hope you will stand up and lead us to resist the attack of the dead."

Wan Jiukong sighed heavily, although Tianchen kept hiding himself, the decisiveness he showed could not be hidden from him.

Especially when Taotie attacked, he almost chopped Taotie alive with one knife, and he showed no mercy to Ziyun Wu, allowing Taotie to kill her.

Moreover, he also possesses the power of space, and his amazing means of recovery. On the surface, he is the first level of the king, but his real combat power is enough to compete with the ancient king.

The eldest lady is deeply in the fog, and now none of them is convinced, only Yun Chen stepped forward, with him and Jian Mingkong's suppression, compared to no one dared to be dissatisfied.

"What! Lao Wan, what are you talking about? Let me stand up and lead you to fight against the dead."

"You don't have a fever, do you? I'm just a king. At best, I'm stronger in battle. I can barely guarantee my invincibility in the hands of the ancient king."

"Firstly, I have no reputation, secondly, I have no cultivation base, and thirdly, I can't bear this heavy responsibility."

"For such a big matter, why don't you ask for help from the high-level forces, the Reincarnation Sect, the Battle Spirit Sect, and the top forces of the second level. They have countless strong people and deep foundations, even if they can't repel the dead."

"At least they can be bound here!"

"You let me stand up, at least I want that ability!"

There was a cold light in the depths of Yun Chen's pupils, and he really didn't know what Wan Jiukong was up to.

Just kidding, trying to do everything for them, really has a sick mind.

At best, they had to settle old accounts with the seventh pharaoh and the No.14 pharaoh, but they didn't invade the human race, so what did all this have to do with him.

"Old Wan, Elder Jian, we are also in a hurry to go to the doctor, so don't embarrass your little friend."

"Little friend, you don't know something. It's not that we don't ask for help from high-level forces, but it's useless even if we ask for help."

"It's too far away, it's really too far away, even an air-shattering warship needs a voyage of more than ten days."

"Besides, if you don't threaten them, how can you be willing to help them?"

"What we should do right now is not how to resist the dead, but to rescue the eldest lady. She must not have any accidents."

"Even if it means sacrificing all of us, we must fish her out."

Beixuan was as careful as a knife, and he had already seen that Yun Chen was unwilling to intervene, and even if he did, it would be useless, because his cultivation base was too weak.

If he is an Old Sage, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Now there are only thirteen pharaohs, and no one knows how many powerful people are behind.

Perhaps the appearance of any one of the Seven Emperors of Netherland will really attract the attention of high-level forces.

"Yes, rescue Miss Zili first, but we don't know where she is trapped."

"The mist seems to have an innate suppression on our beings. Once it enters for too long, it will cause inexplicable damage to us."

"It's useless for you to go, now only the old man can block the invasion of the fog."

"It's useless to talk too much, the old man will take a step first."

Jian Mingkong sighed slightly, and stood up full of anxiety. Now only he has the strongest cultivation base, and he has also extended his lifespan for 3000 years.

More importantly, he used to have the power of decay, and here he is the only one who can resist the attack of the fog.

If he doesn't go now, who else can he count on?

"Wait a minute, Elder Jian, bring this altar of wine."

"It should ensure your sanity is clear and not be invaded by the power of Netherland."

"Elder Jian, go back early!"

Yun Chen took out a jar of Demonic Ape Divine Brew and threw it into Jian Mingkong's hands in an instant. This was the limit of what he could do so far.

But there is one thing that he really can't figure out, what is hidden in Wuyuan Supreme's dojo?Why did the underworld attack aggressively, and the thirteen pharaohs almost came out in full force.

And where is Wuyuan Supreme, and how much power the dead have accumulated over the years.

Such an unscrupulous and blatant attack is too unlike the behavior of the underworld, just relying on the thirteen pharaohs and a group of cowards who are greedy for life and afraid of death.

The one who is loyal to the emperor is not an emperor, so why did he do this?

Are you trying to cover up something?If the mist of Netherland is not bad, it should be an abyss ghost, which has a devastating attack on living beings.

The Dojo of Wuyuan Supreme should hide a passage leading to the Netherland, or the ancestor of the dead woke up and forcibly tore it out with great supernatural powers.

"Thank you!"

"Everyone, if this old man dies unfortunately, you all run for your lives!"

"We have no chance of winning this war."

"Goodbye."

Jian Mingkong glanced at the crowd, his expression became extremely solemn, and he had already developed a determination to die.

If Zi Li could not be rescued, he would simply be buried in the wasteland.

"Wan Lao, we are also going back to prepare."

"This is a war, and here is the foundation of our Beixuan clan."

"We have no way to retreat..."

Beixuan clasped his sword at everyone, his face was filled with incomparable determination, no matter how fierce the dead were, the Beixuan clan would never take a step back.

Elder Juejian also left, leaving only Yun Chen and Wan Jiukong in Nuo Da's restaurant.

"Pfft!"

Wan Jiukong knelt down in front of Yun Chen in an instant, and Yun Chen showed surprise, and was about to help Wan Jiukong up, but Wan Jiukong sighed, full of deep pleading.

"Little friend, I have lived for 700 years. I have lived in humbleness all my life, but no matter how difficult it is, I have never bowed to others, let alone begged for mercy."

"Until I met you, even though it was only a few days, the old man knows that everything is given."

"Little friend, I don't know who you are? What's your purpose?"

"The old man just begs you to save the eldest lady's life..."

(End of this chapter)