Chapter 483 Chapter 483 Awakening Four
"Huh? There seems to be no movement over there?" Suddenly a Xuehong Pavilion master next to Yue Hanquan unexpectedly said.
"There is no movement? Could it be that the Red Turbans have changed direction?" A Wushan official guessed.
"Perhaps there is something more attractive to them." Su Daheqi breathed a sigh of relief.
If this is the case, they are very lucky, and they are really blessed by Ling Feitian!
It was just far away in the direction they were looking.
On the official road only ten miles away from Wushan Fucheng.
Corpses fell crookedly on the ground. The flesh and blood on everyone's body was shriveled and shriveled, as if they had been air-dried for many years, and their body size had shrunk by a large circle.
A tall man with black hair shawl and dark red eyes is gently reaching out his hand, sending the last drop of blood on his fingertips to his lips and licking it.
"Young body and comfortable feelings. All this seems like a dream."
"If it's really a dream, you must make me wake up later. Later."
Shua!
The figure suddenly disappeared in place, leaving only more than two hundred corpses of red scarf thugs who were sucked to death.
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"Thousands of celestial phenomena, all living beings tremble, life and death alternate, and roam around the four directions."
In Qianjin Mountain, somewhere in a clearing in the forest that has been opened up.
Circles of black runes surround a strangely shaped black sculpture in the center, forming huge concentric circles.
A man and woman in black with half-shaved hair around them is holding a dagger piously, dancing some unknown weird dance.
Their movements were uniform, their expressions were blank, and their eyes were closed. I don't know how many times they have practiced this dance.
A handful of torches are supported around by wooden poles inserted into the ground, forming a light that illuminates the place.
Zhou Yitang held a thick book with black and red patterns, and recited the sacrificial speech aloud.
Not long after, he read the last sentence and closed the book. He looked at the person who had been waiting for a while.
"It's almost there, you can talk."
The man nodded slightly, and said respectfully: "Master, the surroundings are almost ready, so we can start directly. If the prefecture is taken down, we can get more people, and we will have more confidence after the transformation."
"I don't need you to teach me how to do things." Zhou Yitang frowned slightly.
As the leader of the Naruto Sect, he is also the chief person in charge of the Shan Province. Now that the Red Scarf Army has caused turmoil, the growth rate of the Naruto Sect has also increased. He took the opportunity to expand and promote the Naruto Sect, and gained a huge amount. Effect.
So the more it was like this, the more he didn't want it to end, and it would be a day if it could be delayed.
"Master, I don't dare to disrespect you at all, but this is what the Lord meant. You see." The man said again.
"King Muli?" Zhou Yitang was a little dissatisfied. But there is an agreement between Qianjiao League and King Muli, they must unconditionally cooperate with King Muli to issue orders.
After thinking for a while, he still nodded slowly.
"Okay, I understand. I will make arrangements before leaving."
"It's good that the teacher understands." The man said respectfully.
Zhou Yitang was silent for a moment, then raised his right hand.
Soon, a master in the church saw it and approached it.
"What is the order of the leader?"
"Mobilize everyone immediately, and the conversion troops are ready to leave with me. The rest will attack Wushan Mansion." Zhou Yitang ordered.
"Master, are we going to retreat?" the man asked doubtfully.
"No, it's just that there are more important things to do. You only need to bring the conversion troops, and don't care about how many other people you want."
"Yes."
"Go." Zhou Yitang said lightly.
"The subordinate resigns."
Seeing his subordinates leaving quickly, Zhou Yitang was still a little upset. It was a pity to be called to leave at a critical moment.
But there is no way.
Following the orders layer by layer, soon, the entire Qian Jinshan began to move.
A group of birds fluttered and flew towards the distance.
It is more the messenger who delivers the letter, and the messenger rushes to the distance like a bird on land.
"Brother Zhou, what, is it an order from above?" The old man surnamed Hu, who had been drinking with him before, jumped a few times from the rear and fell behind him and asked.
"Well, it's a pity that I need to evacuate immediately. If Wushan Mansion is taken down, I can transform at least 300,000 Red Scarf Army by myself. These are all free troops. I have already dealt with them safely." Zhou Yitang sighed road.
The old man surnamed Hu was thoughtful.
"Leaving this time, are you going to meet King Muli?"
"Well, the quicker the general attack, the better." Zhou Yitang nodded. "Fortunately, the supplies are almost moved these days."
"That's good. But it's understandable. After all, there are a lot of people and consumption. It can't last long." The old man surnamed Hu said with a smile.
Looking at the many congregants who had already started to pack up and leave not far away, the vanguard team had already started to raise the battle flag and went down the mountain road first.
"Let's go, the next step is the general attack." Zhou Yitang sighed.
The two stopped talking, looked at the direction of Wushan in the distance regretfully, turned around and headed back to the carriages in the team.
"Report!" At this moment, a person suddenly unfolded his posture and quickly approached Zhou Yitang.
"The leader has an urgent report!"
Before the man approached, the voice came first.
Zhou Yitang frowned slightly, stopped and looked at the person coming.
"What is it?"
The man quickly came to him and knelt down on one knee.
"Master, the conversion troops in Dongcheng County are in trouble. A strange person named Xianguan suddenly invaded and attacked and killed me and many others.
Right now, Guardian Huo is leading people to siege, but he is already at a disadvantage, and he may not be able to hold back for long.
The teams near Wushan Mansion were inexplicably missing three teams, and the teams in other places also showed signs of inexplicable disappearance. It is suspected that this person Xianguan intervened. "
"The Temple of Immortals?" Zhou Yitang searched for the information in his memory, "That little sect that was exterminated more than fifty years ago?"
"It shouldn't be just a coincidence of the same name." The old man surnamed Hu retorted, "And there are strange people? How strange can it be?" He smiled and became interested.
Today's Mountain Province, with the tacit cooperation of many sects, hardly poses any threat. The two of them really had nothing to fear.
"The main thing is, that person. That person is not worshiping a god, but he can't be killed no matter what!" The subordinate who reported was still a little chilled in retrospect.
"It's not about worshiping God, so you can't beat him to death?"
Zhou Yitang and the two of them looked at each other, with a deep curiosity in their hearts.
"Go and see?"
"Let's go together. A little delay is fine." Zhou Yitang nodded.
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Dongcheng County.
Burning houses, chaotic streets.
The corpses lying on the ground in all directions, and the sound of guns and guns exploding continuously.
Everything is like the scene of a city after a war disaster.
But there were only three people who caused these scenes.
"Kill!" A group of red scarf thugs brandished hoes and machetes, and rushed towards an old man in red standing on the street.
"Whoever stands in my way will die!" The red scarf leader roared angrily, with restless spiritual lines coming in and out of his mouth and nose.
Shua!
They were agile, comparable to high-level warriors, but the moment they were about to touch the old way, they all fell into emptiness.
The leader roared angrily, looking for targets everywhere.
The machete in his hand trembled unconsciously, as if he wanted to cut something alive at any time.
But the old man was no where to be found, and he couldn't find anyone at all.
Poof!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound, and a red shadow descended from the sky, it was the old man in red.
He threw down a strong man with a red scarf, followed by a scalp-numbing sucking sound.
The strong man in the red scarf shrank from a strong and fleshy man to a shriveled, emaciated withered corpse in just an instant.
The figure of the old man in red flashed, like a giant bat, he grabbed it to the left, grabbed the two with both hands at the same time, soared into the sky, and fell into a small building on the right.
The rest wanted to rush up and attack, but the difference in body speed was too large to keep up.
Only the leader managed to rush in, but was knocked back by a huge force in a blink of an eye.
With a bang, the wooden wall of the small building burst, and the old man in red stepped out intoxicated.
His body seems to be younger than before, and his speed and strength are also greater than before.
"The young body is full of vitality. I can feel it. The body is getting stronger. Stronger than I was back then!"
A large amount of blood-sucking, let the Taoist physique is approaching the direction of Zhang Rongfang, the ancestor.
"You thugs, rebels!" The Taoist's mouth curled up, his face full of uncontrollable joy. "Turn it into the merits of Daoist becoming an immortal!"
He stretched out his arms, his movement was faster than before, and he was straight like a giant bat and rushed towards everyone.
It's only the level of an entry-level martial artist, and it is impossible to be the opponent of these super-level masters who have been suppressed for decades and stepped into the immortal way.
The weapon was cut on the body, and the wound left did not even last a breath, and healed due to the large amount of blood sucked.
Speed and strength tricks are all vulnerable.
Looking from a distance, I saw a blood shadow moving rapidly among the crowd. Just half a minute later, all the red scarf thugs turned into mummies one after another, fell to the ground and died.
Only the last leader was left, roaring and raising his knife, and then...
Boom!
His whole body exploded, turning into a large silver thread, sweeping away the body of the Taoist in red.
But the body that had just been disconnected was quickly healed by the large amount of blood that the Taoist sucked.
Wait until the spirit line time passed, the Taoist stepped forward, sucked blood, made up the knife, and completely completed the final blow.
After finishing off the gang of thugs, the Taoist continued to walk towards the depths of the county seat, his expression intoxicated and relaxed, as if he was enjoying himself rather than killing people.
At the highest point of the county seat, there is a square Taoist temple on the top.
Zhang Rongfang stood alone on the roof, overlooking all the battles that took place in the city.
Wearing a pure black cloak, he seemed to blend into the night without anyone noticing.
"Actually, I don't know whether it is right or wrong to let them hunt and kill wantonly." He said softly.
"Compared to worshiping God, we are still under your restraint, so we don't have to worry too much." Daoist Hongxian and the tortoise were at the back, accompanying him to watch this attack.
More than forty of them dispatched at the same time, scattered around the entire Wushan Mansion, and soon found one of the sources of the transformation of the mob, which is here—Dongcheng County.
So the three of them rushed here without stopping.
The power of more than forty super masters is indeed much faster than Zhang Rongfang alone.
Compared to the few super products slowly accumulated before such as Ding Yu and Zhang Zhenhai, this kind of expansion is indeed too addictive.
Only one drop of blood is needed to create a super master.
Although there is no guarantee of his loyalty, as long as Zhang Rongfang is willing, he can summon and withdraw the blood from these people at any time.
Within a certain range, he controls the life and death of these people.
At this moment, seeing the subordinates of Renxian Temple sweeping up the red scarf thugs with a destructive momentum, he should be at ease.
Can.
(end of this chapter)
