Fighter of the Destiny

His pupils narrowed sharply and turned into green beans, filled with infinite vigilance and anger.

Someone discovered themselves.

He didn't know who the other party was, and how he determined his position in such a large manor, but as a descendant of Huang Quanliu, he was extremely sensitive to danger, and even Zhexiu and Nanke were more sensitive in this regard. Less than him, he clearly sensed a bad omen.

Without any thought, he acted on instinct like a wild beast and used the underground method to leave.

A muffled sound sounded deep in the rockery, and the moss-covered stones were cracked and rolled away.

Chu Su could not leave, but still stood there, with stone chips and dirt everywhere on his head, face and body, looking slightly confused.

How is this going?

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The moment the two fortune tellers confirmed that Su was eliminated, the attack had already begun.

Each of the seven vendors had a bunch of copper coins on their wrists.

The string broke in the absence of wind, carrying fragments of snow and falling into the sand table, hitting the pavilions and pavilions that seemed to be real but had been shrunk countless times.

At the same time, the flag in the hand of the other fortune teller suddenly became straight.

The wind and snow roared, and the big flags were blown away.

Like a big flag.

Countless waves suddenly appeared in the Wenshui River, and even the deepest aquatic plants began to dance wildly. Countless fish fled in fear.

A vibration from the ground quickly spread to the ground, and the ground on both sides of Wenshui shook violently.

Miraculously, the manor buildings above ground were not damaged in any way.

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Countless screams echoed throughout the manor.

The people who had been yelling and cursing earlier were running around holding their heads in their hands.

The second master of the Tang family stood in front of the ruins that had been burned to scorched earth, imagining the quiet beauty of Tonglu just a moment ago, and remained motionless.

He knew that this vibration meant that the formation was activated.

Then he looked back to somewhere and said to himself: "Even five kinds of people are here. What on earth are you thinking about, father?"

It seems that he doesn't care about Zhu Su's life or death, or even whether Zhu Su will be caught. Why is this?

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The complex formations left by the Tang family on both sides of the Wenshui River and that had been dormant for many years were activated. Long-lasting and vicissitudes of life emerged from the ground, shrouding the manor layer by layer.

After realizing that he couldn't escape, Chusu reacted extremely quickly, turned into a gray shadow, and flew away towards the distance of the manor.

His speed has reached its extreme. Even if Nanke arrives, he can only be able to stop him at most, but cannot be faster than him. But he still couldn't exceed the expansion speed of the formation. When he arrived at the outskirts of the manor several miles away, the light surface had risen from the ground to the sky, forming a complete semicircle without any gaps.

Without thinking, Zhusu rushed towards the light surface, hoping to hit it directly with his extremely strong body and speed comparable to lightning.

There was a soft hiss, and a line of green-yellow smoke burst out from the surface of his body.

Zhusu groaned in pain and stepped back. He looked down at his body and saw a deep scar where the light surface of the formation had come into contact. Thick juice was pouring out, dripping. It made a hissing sound when it landed on the bluestone, and some small holes were soon corroded.

He looked up at the light surface in front of him, knowing that it would be difficult to break through head-on, so he couldn't help but let out an angry howl.

Since it is difficult to break through this formation head-on, how to break it? Naturally, kill the person who controls this formation.

The strong wind roared, and the green-yellow smoke was blown away and drifted around, and it had become lighter countless times.

However, those flowers that were still blooming in the middle of winter withered and were poisoned to death in an instant.

Zhusu disappeared from the place.

After a while, he came to the other side of the manor.

That is, by Wenshui River.

He looked at the vendors and fortune tellers on the other side of the river, a look of surprise flashed through his eyes full of coldness.

Those people's auras are obviously very ordinary, but why can they control such a terrifying formation, break their own invisibility method, and trap themselves here?

In such a tense moment, he had no more time to think about this problem. He only thought about how to cross Wenshui and kill those people.

The formation shrouded both sides of the Wenshui River, and the light surface that separated the world was deep in the manor several miles away.

Logically speaking, he could easily cross the river and attack those controlling the formation.

But he could see clearly and perceive even more clearly. The most powerful light formation eye happened to be above Wenshui.

He is the descendant of Huang Quanliu, and the incarnation of the evil thoughts left behind by the previous leader of the Changsheng Sect after beheading his corpse. He is full of sinister poison, and his body and soul are filthy. Crossing the river will inevitably trigger the light formation eye.

By then, he would be facing the attack from the full power of this formation.

No matter how arrogant and cold-blooded he was, he would not dare to use his own body to resist the Tang family's formation.

He had to find another way.

If it were from another school, there would be absolutely no way for a naturally vicious and filthy person like him to hide from the eyes of the light formation.

But after he was born, he practiced the most authentic and ancient Taoist magic, and he happened to have this ability!

A word with an unclear meaning, vaguely like a verse, slowly came out from between his lips and teeth.

He sat down cross-legged, made the lotus seal, and looked solemn.

His hands, covered with black hair and scales, faced the sky where the wind and snow were dancing wildly.

An indescribable sacred aura gradually overflowed from his deformed and thin body until it completely enveloped him.

It was like blazing magma covering a black and cold stone.

Anyone who looks at it can only see the bright red hot and extremely bright surface, and absolutely cannot see the real picture inside.

Chusu disappeared into the infinite light above Wenshui River.

Like a piece of snow falling on a snowfield, a drop of water flows into the ocean.

Thousands of rays of light shine on the river. Even though it is windy and snowy outside, Wenshui seems to be at dusk, extremely warm.

But Zhusu's disappearance brought some indescribable changes to this scene.

It was a weird feeling, like a ghost that had wandered into the deep and could never be found again.

What's even more frightening is that if Zhu Su uses the cover of thousands of rays of light to quietly approach the other side, how can those traders and fortune tellers escape his sneak attack?

I don’t know why, but those vendors and fortune tellers clearly saw the blood spot on the sand table disappearing with their own eyes, and at the same time Zhu Su disappeared into the light, possibly coming towards them, but their expressions were still indifferent, or dull, without any worry at all. a feeling of.

Or maybe it's because one of them is also a ghost.

Ghosts are extremely difficult to find when they go deep into the darkness. What if the ghosts you are looking for are also ghosts?

There are no real ghosts in the world, but for many people, the yamen is hell and the yamen servants are ghosts seeking their lives.

Six government officials appeared by the river, standing more than ten feet apart.

Their bodies were wrapped with iron ropes and they held water and fire sticks in their left hands.

Both the iron rope and the water and fire stick are very old. I don't know how many years they have been used. They are full of rust marks and blood, looking murderous and extremely sinister at the same time.

Thousands of rays of light on the river fell on them, but they still could not dispel the gloomy murderous aura among the government officials.