Inquiry about immortality

Chapter 929
Qin Sang quickly put this episode behind her, getting closer and closer to the Palace of Seven Kills.

This time, he came earlier.

It is said that because the fairy formation is changing all the time, the method used by the Witch Clan to break the formation this time is different from the last time, so there may be a chance to watch from the sidelines.

The wind and waves were getting bigger and bigger, Qin Sang knew that the Palace of Seven Kills was coming, so she flew not far away, and the huge sea pit and wind wall appeared in front of her eyes, still so shocking.

Qin Sang took a look, then swept his eyes around, and unexpectedly found that there were only two figures around.

I don't see Dawu Zhu and other Nascent Soul monks.

After pondering for a while, Qin Sang stepped back a little, and then flew around the wind wall in other directions.

Seeing that he was about to go around to the other side of the sea pit, Qin Sang paused for a moment, showing surprise on his face.There were more than a dozen monks in front of them, leaning very close, looking at something intently.

No wonder there are so few people in other places, so they all come here.

Qin Sang thought for a while, put away the ebony sword, took out a flying sword at random, and relied on sword skills to protect his body.He has too many enemies, and they are all big forces, and he doesn't want others to think of his identity.

When I went to see Elder Zou before, I also put the coffin and avatar elsewhere.

'Whoosh! '

Qin Sang broke through the wind and waves and flew to the front, not far from everyone.

The others took a look at Qin Sang, then withdrew their eyes and focused on the front.

At this time, Qin Sang also saw the scene there.

In front of the wind wall, for unknown reasons, it was extremely calm. The hurricane seemed to be blocked by some force, unable to invade this place, and often bypassed the edge.

This kind of place is unique in the storm belt. At this time, some monks were floating there, and they were divided into two sides with a dozen people in each.

"Witch Clan and Human Clan Nascent Soul!"

Qin Sang's pupils shrank, and she was shocked to find that each of those figures had a shockingly powerful aura, without exception, they were all Nascent Soul cultivators.

"They've arrived a long time ago, there is no wind and waves, so calm, is it the power of the spirit array?"

Qin Sang murmured to himself, his eyes swept over these Nascent Souls, and stared at the bottom of the sea.Facing the gray hurricane, even the Nascent Soul would not dare to push it too far, only a powerful spirit array can do it.

"really!"

Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, and he found countless white light spots floating under the sea, "Those white spots are the manifestation of the power of the spirit formation, and the person in charge of the spirit formation should be the great witch Zhu of the Wu clan, a great monk in the late Yuanying period."

He had long been fascinated by the great witch Zhu of the Wu clan, and moved his eyes to look at the Nascent Souls of the Wu clan, and easily found a white-haired woman surrounded by everyone.

The woman was wearing a luxurious robe, and the pattern on the robe was somewhat similar to the divine pattern.She is wearing a half mask, which is as thin as a cicada's wing, and also depicts mysterious patterns.

The red lips are full and bright red, and the eyes are extremely radiant, as if they can seduce people's hearts.

There are various indications that this woman is the great witch Zhu of the witch clan.

"His head is full of white hair, but his skin is like a girl's. I can't tell his age, but he must be an old monster." Qin Sang didn't dare to stare at the big witch Zhu, and looked at the human camp again.

Dare to confront the great witch Zhu, the strength of the human race should not be too much inferior, the last time the devil came personally...

Qin Sang's heart moved slightly, and at a glance, he saw an old Taoist priest holding a whisk, his eyes slightly closed, and his demeanor was dusty, as if he didn't care about anything.

The old Taoist is wearing a moon white Taoist robe, with two ancient scripts of "Tiandao" printed on it.

"Could this be the spiritual bead of the Heavenly Dao Sect's suzerain? The momentum is no less than that of the great witch Zhu, and his reputation is indeed well-deserved!"

Qin Sang has been in Canglanghai for a long time, and he knows all the major forces of the human race.

Lingzhuzi is another great monk in the late Yuanying period of the human race. He is the leader of the righteous way, and he is as famous as the devil.

Some of the Nascent Souls of the human race clustered around the Lingzhu, while others deliberately avoided a certain distance and looked at the Lingzhu at a respectful distance.

"Those people should be the Nascent Soul of the Demonic Dao. It seems that the Demon Lord did not come this time. Are the two big monks taking turns serving the witches?"

Seeing this, Qin Sang guessed something inside.

At this time, the great powers of Nascent Souls of the two races gathered here, but neither said a word nor did they make any movements, as if they were waiting for a certain opportunity.

Qin Sang and the others naturally didn't dare to urge anything, and stayed on the periphery obediently.

It was impossible to see the sky in the storm, Qin Sang calculated the time silently, and estimated that it was already Xu time.In another hour or so, the great witch Zhu will break through the formation.

As time went by, more and more monks came here.Qin Sang has been observing in secret, but there is no sign of Mr. Zou and the others. I don't know if they are hiding their identities.

Not all Nascent Souls of the two races were asleep, and some people looked at the golden core outside from time to time.

"What? Mou, are you looking for someone?"

Several Nascent Souls of the Demon Dao stood together without the backing of the Demon Lord. Facing the two great monks, they were very low-key.

One of the blood-robed old men suddenly opened his eyes, looked sideways at a black-robed demon cultivator beside him, and found that his behavior seemed a little abnormal.

Mou Laomo chuckled and avoided answering, "Old Xuegui, you still like to meddle in other people's business so much, this time the Lord Demon Lord is not here, so you should be careful, and don't fall into the hands of Lao Niubi."

The blood-robed old man didn't care, "The witch clan is the common enemy of our human race. How can Fellow Daoist Lingzhu be so ignorant?"

Having said that, a serious look flashed in the blood-robed old man's eyes.

Mou Laomo opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.

Lingzhuzi suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head to look out of the space, and his eyes flickered with divine light.

The Nascent Souls were startled, and followed the Lingzhu's gaze, but only saw a chaotic storm.

Just when everyone was wondering, they suddenly heard a sharp sound of cicadas.

The sound was urgent and abnormal, it was very small at first, but amidst the earth-shattering wind and waves, it could be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Withered Leafhopper, it's Old Devil Fang!"

"It's him! Why did this old monster come here?"

Hearing the sound of cicadas, the Nascent Souls of the human race changed expression.

Even Lingzhuzi showed a dignified expression.

On the contrary, the monks of the witch tribe all had a bit of joy on their faces, as if the person who came was a strong supporter.

The cicadas' chirping became louder and louder, as if it could cover the wind and waves, and the waves entered the ears, as if it could impact the mind, making people extremely irritated.

A moment later, a gust of wind suddenly broke through the wind and waves, and the cicadas chirped extremely sharply. The Golden Core monks were affected, and their expressions were a little strange.

'call! '

The gust of wind rushed into the calm space, and suddenly dissipated, revealing the main body.

Someone exclaimed in disbelief.

The person who came was not an immortal cultivator, but a cicada the size of a fist!

The wings of this cicada are in the shape of dead leaves. A monk who is familiar with the way of spirit insects can recognize it at a glance. It is a rare and strange insect in legends, the dead leafhopper!
Withered Leafhopper appeared, its pupils shone with wisdom, as if a human soul was hidden inside, which was extremely strange.

The great witch Zhu flashed towards the withered leafhopper, and said in a surprised tone, "Fang Daoyou, I didn't expect you to come too."

(End of this chapter)