My Attributes Cultivation Life

Chapter 483 Chapter 483

"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 it really is Ling Feitian's blessing!

Just far away in the direction they looked.

On the official road only ten miles away from Wushan Fucheng.

Corpses fell crookedly on the ground. The flesh and blood on each person'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 was 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 to be in a dream."

"If it's really a dream, you must let me wake up later. Later."

Swish!

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 are trembling, life and death alternate, and they are parading in all 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.

Surrounded by men and women in black with half-shaved hair, holding a dagger piously, dancing some unknown weird dance.

Their movements were in unison, their expressions were blank, their eyes were closed tightly, and they had practiced this dance posture many times.

A handful of torches are supported around them on wooden poles inserted into the ground, forming a light that illuminates the place.

Zhou Yitang was holding 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.

"Almost, you can talk now."

The man nodded slightly, and said with a respectful expression: "Master, the surrounding arrangement is almost ready, so we can start directly. If the city 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 to end it, and it would be a day if it could be delayed.

"Master, I don't dare to disrespect you in the slightest, 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 about it, he still nodded slowly.

"Okay, I get it. I will make arrangements before I leave."

"It's good that the teacher understands." The man said respectfully.

Zhou Yitang was silent for a moment, then raised his right hand.

Soon, some masters in the sect saw it and approached it.

"What is the order of the priest?"

"Mobilize everyone immediately, and the transformation 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 suspiciously.

"No, it's just that there are more important things to do. You only need to bring the conversion troops, and you don't need to worry about the rest."

"yes."

"Go." Zhou Yitang said lightly.

"The subordinate will leave."

Seeing the figure of his subordinate 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.

As the orders went down layer by layer, the entire Qian Jinshan began to move soon.

A group of birds fluttered and flew into the distance.

More often, the messengers who delivered the letters rushed towards the distance like birds 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 behind 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 up with 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 a lot of consumption. It can't last for a long time." 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 regretfully at the direction of Wushan in the distance, turned around and headed back towards the carriages in the queue.

"Report!!" At this moment, a person suddenly unfolded his movements 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 called Immortal Temple suddenly invaded and attacked and killed me and many others.

Now the Huo Guardian is leading people to siege, but he is already at a disadvantage, and he may not be able to block it for a long time.

The teams near Wushan Mansion were inexplicably missing three teams, and the teams in other places also showed traces of inexplicable disappearances. 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." 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 when he recalled it.

"It's not about worshiping God, so you can't beat him to death?"

Zhou Yitang and the two looked at each other, both of them were deeply curious.

"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.

There were 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 military 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.

Swish!

Their movements were nimble, 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 the target everywhere.

The machete in his hand trembled subconsciously, as if he wanted to cut something alive at any time.

But the old man was no where to be found, and no one could be found at all.

puff!

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 sound of sucking.

In just an instant, the strong man in the red scarf shrank from a strong and fleshy man to a shriveled, emaciated withered corpse.

The figure of the old man in red flashed, like a giant bat, he grabbed the two people with both hands at the same time, soared into the sky, and fell into a small building on the right.

The rest of them wanted to rush forward to attack, but the difference in body speed was too big to keep up.

Only the leader rushed in reluctantly, 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 seemed to be younger than before, and his speed and strength were also greater than before.

"Young body is full of vitality. I can feel it. My body is getting stronger. Stronger than I was back then!"

A large amount of blood sucking made the Taoist physique approach towards Zhang Rongfang, the ancestor.

"You thugs, rebels!" The corners of 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 just the level of an entry-level warrior, 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, strength and 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 piece of 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.

When the time of the spirit line passed, the Taoist stepped forward, sucked blood, made up the knife, and completely completed the final blow.

After finishing off this group of thugs, the Taoist continued to walk towards the depths of the county seat, with an intoxicated and comfortable expression, as if he was not killing people, but enjoying them.

At the highest point of the county seat, there is a boxy Taoist temple on 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 the gods, we are still under your restraint, so we don't have to worry too much." Daoist Hong Xian 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 thugs, which is here-Dongcheng County.

So the three of them rushed here without stopping.

The strength of more than forty super masters is indeed much faster than that of Zhang Rongfang alone.

Compared with the few super products such as Ding Yu and Zhang Zhenhai who have slowly accumulated before, this kind of expansion is indeed too addictive.

Only one drop of blood is needed to create a super master.

Although his loyalty cannot be guaranteed, as long as Zhang Rongfang is willing, he can summon the blood from these people at any time.

Within a certain range, he controls the life and death of these people.

At this moment, he should feel at ease seeing the subordinates of Renxian Temple sweeping up the red scarf thugs with a destructive momentum.

Can.