nashuaworldcup Chapter 531 Move forward quickly, the Holy Cult is behind
Chapter 531 Move forward quickly, the Holy Cult is behind
Zi Luoyan glanced sideways at Murong Chuan, then looked at the giant tree that held up to the sky, and said quietly: "It's the last journey, if there are no accidents, I will accompany you to the end."
It was rare for Zi Luoyan to show a serious expression, and it was also rare for Murong Chuan to say solemnly: "Sister Zi, thank you for helping me."
"Come on, don't be prudish. Whenever you are prudish, it means bad luck for someone.
Now it's just you and me, if I'm unlucky, I'll beat you, if you dare to plot, I'll beat you to death! "
There is no doubt that Zi Luoyan's violent nature is fully displayed, and the solution to the problem is also very simple, one word, hit!
"Hey, where's our trust?"
Murong Chuan stared at it pitifully, but Zi Luoyan said arrogantly: "I've been defeated by you."
"Miss Zi, I..."
Before Murong Chuan finished speaking, Zi Luoyan grabbed him by the collar and said, "What are you talking about, I don't have time to accompany you Moji."
After finishing speaking, Zi Luoyan held Murong Chuan in his arms and shot like lightning.
The cliff that went straight upwards was like walking on flat ground in front of Zi Luoyan, and she easily jumped and ran upwards.
With the shooting of Zi Luoyan, the progress is so fast that it is difficult to estimate.Although there are dead ghost frogs hunting from time to time, it is a piece of cake for Zi Luoyan.
Zi Luoyan may have a headache for a long time when she doesn't know how to deal with it, but knowing the way is easy.
Tianji Kung Fu is a skill handed down from Zi's family, she uses it naturally and perfectly, and with the help of Zi Soul Demon Fire, it is as easy as flipping hands to manifest spiritual weapons.
Although the weapons manifested by the aura are not as powerful as Murong Chuan's, nor are the magic weapons manifested as powerful, but she has a high realm and is proficient in techniques.
She doesn't need to be so powerful at all, she just needs to weave a net with aura and let the purple soul fire attach to it.
Whenever there is a change in the dead ghost frog, a small net burning with purple flames will shoot out from her white and tender palm.
The small net grows when it sees the wind, and as soon as it is out of hand, it will become two people tall, covering the dead ghost frog hidden in the tree.
When the dead ghost frog is brought out for a moment, it will turn into smoke and dissipate, and its heart will be burned to ashes, leaving only a long and narrow core.
Of course, the ghost-faced death spider larva living in the heart also turned into ashes along with its home.
Murong Chuan was heartbroken, but he didn't dare to reprimand this prodigal old woman, so he could only gently remind and beg.
Under the offensive of Murong Chuan's words, Zi Luoyan disdainfully glanced at him for a few times before withdrawing the attachment of the purple soul demon fire, and instead wantonly captured the ghost-faced death spider hatchlings.
Because Shang Yuyao said that in the absence of eggs, larvae are the best breeding objects.
As long as there are enough larvae, Shang Yuyao is confident in cultivating a Gu worm that fits Liuying's attributes.
With the help of the Ghost-faced Death Spider, even if Liuying couldn't improve, the chances of survival would be greatly improved.
Walking through the rolling root mountains, Murong Chuan thought that the last section of the road would be extremely difficult, but he did not expect it to be the most pleasant section.
Murong Chuan really can't imagine how strong Zi Luoyan's power is, nor can he imagine how deep it is hidden.
The trunk deprives the speed of vitality, which is several grades stronger than the root system. Not only does Zi Luoyan not feel uncomfortable, but the long-distance raid makes her energetic.
Murong Chuan felt a little remorseful, regretting that he didn't find out the details of Zi Luoyan.
If you know that she is so fierce, many plans are not necessary at all, it is a waste of time.
You don't need to repair the plank road to cover Chen Cang secretly, and you don't need to countermeasures to set things right. You just need to charge with the purple smoke, and you will definitely be able to get far away from the Holy Cult of Blood Prison.
Of course, this is just Murong Chuan's rant, even if he really knows Zi Luoyan's strength, he will not change his plan one iota.
It is not a bad habit to kill chickens with a sledgehammer. Only by doing your best in everything can you get what you want.
The secret realm is strange and inexplicable. If the boat capsizes in the gutter, it will not be a pain in the ass.
Zi Luoyan carried Murong Chuan and drove all the way, and Murong Chuan was also happy and relaxed, enjoying the gradually widening field of vision, and fell into a deep sleep.
Although the intensity of the battle was not high during this period, Murong Chuan was exhausted in his thoughts, finally calmed down, and fell asleep comfortably.
This also proves from the side that Murong Chuan trusts Zi Luoyan very much.
For a person who is cautious in everything, being able to hand over his life to another person in such a dangerous environment is enough to explain a lot of problems.
Although Zi Luoyan was displeased with Murong Chuan, when he heard the slight snoring sound, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up in a gentle arc.
At the same time, the group of the Holy Sect of Blood Prison also stumbled to the tree trunk.
They were all wounded, and the six chief priests headed by Bei Si also suffered heavy injuries.
Murong Chuan is too wicked, not to mention disrupting the plans of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison, but also screwing them to death.
It seemed that casual cultivators were the bait, and they were hit at first, but at that time, the distribution of personnel was sparse, and many people were injured, but not many were seriously injured.
Afterwards, the Feng Family and the Blood Prison Sacred Cult acted separately and captured most of the dead ghost frogs. The casual cultivators got a respite and most of them fled the battle area.
When Murong Chuantu met, the Feng family was included in the Sumeru Two Realms fan, and the entire area was left with the group of the Holy Sect of the Blood Prison.
A large number of dead ghost frogs broke through the net, and their target was naturally the Holy Cult of Blood Prison.
Murong Chuan was smoking, and before leaving, he shouted loudly, the core of the dead ghost frog can resist plundering vitality.
There are not a few casual cultivators who are holding back bad things and picking up leaks, and the whole group of the Holy Cult of Blood Prison are almost unable to move an inch.
Under the surprise attack of the dead ghost frog group, all the puppets controlled were killed, and the believers suffered serious injuries, almost more than half of them died.
In the run for their lives, they not only had to avoid the dead ghost frogs, but they also had to be on guard against casual cultivator raids at all times.
Stumbling all the way, the original calmness turned into a cavity of anger, wanting to torture and kill the perpetrator a thousand times.
But they knew that they could no longer catch up with Murong Chuan, nor could they do anything to him.
They are at the end of the road, even if they try to go on, they will not be able to escape the chasing and killing of the casual cultivators and the deprivation of the old tree of Nai River.
The Holy Cult of Blood Hell, with only the little centaur left, panted for a while at the bottom of the tree trunk, and pulled down their hoods one after another.
Except for the six chief priests, who were no different from normal people, the faces of the rest of the believers were all covered with skull patterns.
The lines can be deep or shallow, some are very conspicuous, and some gradually fade away, but there is no trace on the face of the chief priest.
This is the manifestation of the power of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison. With the improvement of strength, the skull pattern will gradually fade, and finally merge with the body and be branded on the bones.
No one knows whether the skull pattern has anything to do with the Holy Robe of the Blood Prison, and no one knows the details of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison.
From the beginning to the end, the Holy Cult of Blood Hell is mysterious, holding unknown powers and secrets.
"Everyone, we have come to the end, it's time to carry out our mission."
Bei Si spoke softly, his eyes slowly swept across the remaining dozen or so believers, flickering with fanaticism, all the believers roared in unison:
"The holy religion is proud of the sky, the leader of the world, the immortals will enjoy eternal blessings, and the life will be as long as the sky."