After the fairy disappeared

He Chunhua immediately said: "You are just a ghost in a pot! Why should I sacrifice you?"

right!Chuan'er is long gone, and what he sacrificed was an evil ghost in human skin, with a clear conscience!

He Lingchuan laughed: "Nailuotian's divine seal was planted many years ago, long before the last time he entered the Panlong ruins. How do you want to justify this? ——Father!"

The last two words were squeezed out between the teeth, bitterness and hatred.

He Chunhua was at a loss for words for a while.

This is a culprit, hit at a single point, and there is no solution.

Qiu Hu spat on the ground: "Deceive yourself!"

He basically understood everything. This General He himself admitted that he rewarded the gods, sacrificed his own child, and identified the eldest son as an evil spirit...

Is it a little crazy?

He Lingchuan let out a long laugh: "That's all, it's all about father and son. Today, I will fulfill my father! Where is Na Luotian's avatar, I just let it come!"

Qiu Hu was shocked: "No, absolutely not!"

This young master has always been shrewd and decisive, and looks like a wise master. Could it be that he wants to make a mess at such a critical moment?
He Chunhua was also taken aback.

The spell on He Lingchuan's wrist is still glowing, and it stands to reason that it has already taken effect.He talked to the grieving ghost for a long time, why didn't the god of Naluo come down?

A few thunderbolts suddenly flashed in the sky.

Usually lightning is incandescent, or with a little reddish purple, but these few lightning bolts are very strange, actually shining with a miserable green light.

The entire Panlong City, no matter the buildings, streets, or various sculptures, was instantly illuminated by green light, and the atmosphere was particularly strange.

This kind of light and breath belonged to Na Luotian, and He Chunhua was very familiar with it.

And the statue in his palm also began to tremble, and the whole body emitted a faint green light, as if echoing.

The gods are finally coming.He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the eldest son in front of him, and couldn't help feeling mixed feelings.

The absurdity that started more than ten years ago will stop today.

He finally didn't have to worry about it anymore.

……

Panlong Desert.

The Jianyangmen left Panlong City a long time ago and were camping in the desert. A disciple pointed at the back and shouted, "Master, look!"

As soon as Ling Jinbao turned his head, he saw a red light soaring into the sky from Panlong City!

Sure enough, the red light began in the ruins.

The disciples felt itchy: "Shall we go back?"

Going back to the city now, even if you don't have a head, you can still watch the excitement, right?
Ling Jinbao stared at the light beam in a daze, thoughtful.

The disciples asked him twice before he came back to his senses: "Just stay here!"

Isn't this trip just to win the treasure and fight with passion?Everyone was very bored, but it was inevitable, so they had to take a few white tarpaulins and put them on the sand, and sat down on the sand dune.

Ling Jinbao simply lay down and put his hands behind his head.

This hellish place is terribly hot during the day, and terribly cold at night, but the night view is really good, the stars are flat and wild.

After a long time, when he yawned for the fourth time, the disciples couldn't help asking: "Uncle Shi, what are you looking at?"

And look so leisurely.

"Look at the door." Ling Jinbao took out the water bag and drank some water, "The time when the red light appeared tonight is earlier than the previous few times, why?"

The previous few times when the red light appeared, it was close to the middle of the night; tonight it was earlier than Xu time, why?
How is tonight different from the previous few days, just because of the arrival of explorers?
What does Dafanghu want to do to the explorers who entered the Panlong ruins?
He couldn't figure this out, so he didn't dare to stay in the city rashly.

Of course, the disciples couldn't answer this kind of question, and Ling Jinbao didn't count on them.

Just as he was watching and thinking, the range of red light suddenly changed, from a straight beam of light, it suddenly expanded to the entire Panlong ruins!

"Wow!" Jian Yangmen disciples exclaimed in unison.

Under their gaze, the entire Panlong ruins were shrouded in red light!
But this kind of expansion is only about two or three short breaths, and then, the red light disappears!
"What happened?" Jianyangmen were only 200 feet away from the south gate of the Panlong ruins, and they happened to have a panoramic view of the changes in the red light.

Suddenly someone jumped up: "Look at the gate! The Baling man on the gate is gone!"

Not only the disciples of Jianyangmen wanted to climb up to see the whole situation, but the people of Baling had already done so. Bao Guanjie arranged for three or four people to climb up the south gate to inspect the city.

Sitting on the sand dunes, Ling Jinbao and others could see the majestic South City Gate, and they could also see the figures of Baling people walking back and forth.

But after the red light passed, the city gate was actually empty.

What about those Baling people?
Even a highly skilled and daring practitioner would feel his scalp tingling at this moment.

All the people in the city were swallowed by the red light?

The disciples swallowed: "Uncle Ling is wise!"

Otherwise, they will follow in the footsteps of the people in the city!
Ling Jinbao didn't say anything, his face was heavy.

The red light in this city looks like a trap no matter how you look at it.

But even if people know, they still have to fly to the flame.

At this moment, Ling Jinbao actually saw someone on the sand dune nearby.

The group of sixteen or seven people did not know when they came, they all looked at the red light of Panlong City just like Jianyang Gate.

There have been many adventurers in the Panlong Desert recently, Ling Jinbao didn't care.

But the other party actually sent a person over, climbed over the uneven hills, and asked the Jianyangmen: "Look at the direction you came from, did you come from Panlong City?"

Jian Yangmen disciple frowned and looked at him: "Who are you?" He didn't even say hello, and he was aggressive when he came up.

How rude.

"We are from Tiangong, and we went to Panlong Desert to do business." This person didn't say any bad words, but he just had a kind of arrogance of "I'm too lazy to tell you more".

"Oh." Ling Jinbao nodded, "Yes."

Then he shut his mouth tightly.

The other party was stunned for a moment before realizing that he answered the previous question, so he immediately asked, "What happened in the city?"

Ling Jinbao turned his head and said to his disciples, "Let's go."

They stepped back and ignored people.

The man chased after him, and his tone softened a lot: "Everyone stay behind... If you are willing to share your experience in the city, we will be very grateful!"

Ling Jinbao didn't pay any attention and just walked away.

This person said a few more words, seeing that none of them responded, he said with a straight face: "You..."

"I asked you to come to Shangfeng and talk to me." Ling Jinbao interrupted him, "You are not qualified yet."

No matter how bad he is, he is still the Great Elder of Jianyangmen, so what if the opposite is Tiangong, can any cat or dog be sent over to ask for directions?
The man opened his mouth, seeing that he was about to leave again, he had to turn around and run back.

I don't know how the other person communicated. Anyway, this person pointed at the people of Jianyangmen while talking, and it seemed that he had nothing good to say.

Then, the leader of the opponent came over.

This man was around fifty years old, with a thin body and a particularly finely trimmed beard. He looked very energetic.

"Sorry, my servant has just been recruited, so I don't know how to be polite." He clasped his fists as soon as he arrived, "May I ask what your name is?"

"Jianyang Gate, Ling Jinbao."

"Mr. Ling." The man said with a smile, "I am He Jing, the envoy of Du Yun of Zhaixinglou, and I am here on business in Panlong Desert under the order of Tiangong."

Ling Jinbao was moved.

All cloud envoys?This guy with a bland smile turned out to be Du Yunshi?
The Heavenly Palace in Lingxu City is world-famous, and following the Chief Envoy Duyun are four (deputy) envoys of Duyun. They are honorable and detached, and even the Demon Emperor of Bega treats them with courtesy.

How could a person of this status suddenly appear in Panlong City, thousands of miles away from Xushan Mountain?
Are you here for the Dafang Pot?That speed is too fast.

Beja's territory is vast, and it will take time for the news of the change in the Panlong Desert to spread from the western part of Yuan Country to Lingxu City. It will also take a lot of time for the Duyun envoy to come here from Lingxu City after hearing the news.

How did it come so timely, just in time for the birth of Dafang Hu?
"It turned out to be He Dushi." Facing such characters, Ling Jinbao planned to accept them as soon as they were good, "We walked around the city a few times, and we saw dilapidated everywhere, nothing new, so we came out."

In a few words, he recounted what he had seen and heard in the city before.

He Jing asked: "Just now the red light suddenly appeared, maybe it was the arrival of a strange treasure, why didn't Mr. Ling return to the city?"

Ling Jinbao looked back at the red beam of light and shook his head: "I always feel ominous, I don't want to go back."

At this time, He Jing's subordinates suddenly ran over with a mirror in their arms: "My lord, there is a picture in Hao Fang's mirror!"

Have a picture?
Out of curiosity, Ling Jinbao stopped to watch, but saw that what was reflected in the mirror was not He Jing's face, but rapidly changing scenes.

The ruined buildings, the orderly streets, and the dragon head pattern on half of the earth wall flashed past...

Eh, he has seen this pattern in Panlong City before.

In other words, what appeared in the mirror was the scene in Panlong City?

And this way of reflecting, it seems that the mirror borrows someone's perspective, what he sees, He Jing can also see what he sees.

Ling Jinbao was looking around, He Jing frowned secretly, but then pointed to the screen and asked him:

"Mr. Ling, who is this road?"

"These?" Ling Jinbao has a fairly good understanding of the current forces in Panlong City, "It seems to be from Anton."

"Antonian?"

Ling Jinbao pointed to the north: "They planed to rule the Panlong Desert with the Yuan Kingdom. I heard that they just went to attack Heishui City a few days ago and suffered a big defeat."

He Jing let out a cry.

Ling Jinbao simply identified all the forces that appeared in the picture to him one by one.

He Jing frowned when he heard that Yuan Jun's nemesis, Da Sima, had also sent someone to the scene, "Is it a coincidence? There are so many people gathered in Panlong City tonight, and there are still disputes between them."

"A few days ago, the vision of Panlong City intensified, and there was a fantasy city in the sky, who wouldn't want to come and find out?" Ling Jinbao glanced at He Jing, "I think He Dushi came here for this, why didn't he go in earlier? "

Tiangong obviously has two teams coming, why did Zhang Lianhai enter Panlong City, but this high-ranking official surnamed He stayed outside the city instead?

Ling Jinbao had a premonition that He Jing had already come, but he didn't go in.

As for the big news about Beijia a while ago, he only heard about the rebellion in Xushan Mountain, the chaos in Zhaixing Building and Lingxu City, but he didn't know that the missing artifact in Zhaixing Building was also related to the Dafang Pot.