Spirit Realm Walker

All the Imperial Guards agreed with a loud voice, and more than a hundred soldiers chased them with swords drawn. The remaining personnel drew their bows and set up, aiming at the two fleeing figures.

Zhao Shun, who was at the back of the palace, suddenly turned around, opened his hands, and suddenly clapped them in front of his chest.

"Snapped!"

Amidst the clear and loud applause, two water dragons rushed up from the artificial lake in the distance again, but the target was not the imperial army, but the two fleeing people.

The water dragons flew wildly and collided above the heads of the two faint kings, turning into a downpour.

The rain curtain blurred the vision, and some of the archers loosened their bow strings. Those who insisted on shooting had no accuracy at all due to the double obstacles of night and rain curtain.

Zhang Yuanqing and Wan Meiren took the opportunity to pass through the luxurious pavilions, climb over the rockery, jump over the white marble railings, play parkour in the huge palace, and escape towards the south gate.

"call out!"

A flaming arrow dipped in kerosene was shot from a distance.

When they approached Zhang Yuanqing, the fire suddenly swelled. Concubine Wan turned her head and spit out a water arrow, extinguishing the swelling fire.

In the distance, the flames on the body of the sixth-level fire demon were just ignited, and then extinguished in a hurry.

Fire element fails.

"Whoosh." A scream broke through the air again, and two three-inch long swords, under the cover of the night, pierced Concubine Wan's back, splashed a splash of water, and headed toward Zhang Yuanqing.

The broad and fat Concubine Wan groaned and felt a splitting headache. Her Tianling Gai seemed to be stabbed with needles. Although the water spirit method she practiced could ignore physical damage, she knew that a swordsman who had long been famous in the world could condense the sword. Intentionally, the physical body and the soul were killed together.

She staggered and had a splitting headache, but she still desperately reached out to stop the flying swords and prevent them from attacking His Majesty.

It's a little hard for her to bear, let alone His Majesty!

But with her speed, how could she be faster than a flying sword? I can only watch His Majesty in danger.

At the critical moment, Zhang Yuanqing threw himself to the side and disappeared.

Two three-inch flying swords circled rapidly in the air and lost their target.

Seeing this, Wan Meiren breathed a sigh of relief, stopped running away, and turned around to face the swordsman who was chasing after him with a flying sword.

She grabbed a black soft whip from her sleeve, raised her arm, and whipped it at the lightly armored swordsman, but the opponent with the insight skill easily dodged it.

Wanmei gently shook her hands, and the soft whip branched instantly, turning one into two, two into four, and four into eight, and instantly transformed into thirty-two soft whips, spreading their teeth and claws all over the sky.

"Papa pa pa"

The crisp sound of whipping can be heard endlessly.

Flying with a sword is always not as flexible as land. The middle-aged swordsman was hit by a whip, and his skin and flesh were immediately torn. Then he was wrapped around the soft whip and fell from the air.

The beautiful woman ran wildly like a chariot towards the middle-aged swordsman. Black light swirled around her body, like a vortex, frantically absorbing the moisture in the air.

The distance between the two sides was less than ten meters. The middle-aged swordsman's mouth immediately went dry, the skin on his cheeks wrinkled, and the flesh and blood on his arms shriveled. In just a few seconds, 60% of the water in his body was stripped away.

The middle-aged swordsman's face darkened, and he fought fiercely with Wanmei with his sword. However, the swordsman's proud sword energy and close combat ability were meaningless in front of the water ghost's passivity.

Among the five elements, metal generates water. In terms of the two spiritual powers, water is higher than metal, so the swordsman has almost no advantage in fighting the God of Plague.

Although it is not likely to be restrained, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Fortunately, at this time, the fire demon who had just failed to use the fire element rushed over. This man had a beard, a square face with tiger eyes, and there seemed to be an impatience condensed between his brows and eyes.

The fire demon rushed over, formed a fireball with scorching heat in his palm, and hit Concubine Wan fiercely.

"boom!"

The fireball exploded, the expanding fire light illuminated the darkness, and Concubine Wan was blown away.

The fire demon general ran wildly, the fine iron sword rolled up the flames, turned into a blazing flame sword, and slashed down with force.

Concubine Wan sided to avoid it and passed by the blade. The flames on the fine iron sword spurted out and splashed on the ground.

While the woman was being held back, the middle-aged swordsman once again stepped on his sword and flew up, standing in the air, looking down. Two pale beams of light shot out from his eye sockets and swept across the surroundings.

The next second, the two flying swords that were circling and dancing seemed to be locked on something, turned around, and fired towards the distance.

"puff!"

Where the two flying swords passed by, water splashed, and a figure fell out, holding his head and staggering.

It was Zhang Yuanqing.

Fuck. Zhang Yuanqing's face twitched in pain. Although the water ghost ability given to him by the yin and yang robes evaded physical attacks, the shocking power contained in the flying sword still stung his spiritual body.

When a swordsman reaches level six, his passive skill Shock will make a substantial leap forward. It can be integrated into the weapon like sword energy, causing considerable damage to the target's soul.

Fortunately, although he is in the extraordinary stage, both the Night Traveler and the Illusionist are known for their powerful spiritual bodies, so they can endure it. If he were an extraordinary person from other professions, his soul would be greatly damaged and he would fall into a coma.

The middle-aged swordsman let out a light sigh, "I never expected that your majesty, who is so sensual and charming, could have such a level of cultivation."

Drawn by the sword energy, the two flying swords turned around and shot out again.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanqing reviewed all the transcendent realm props in the inventory and gang warehouse, and sadly discovered that after giving away the red dancing shoes, none of the transcendent realm props could support him to avoid level 6.

The level difference is too big.

Just like the sixth-level swordsman's Insight Technique can easily see through Yeyou, it is also because of the difference in personality. At the same level, it is impossible for the Insight Technique to see the invisible Yeyou God.

A swordsman has an unyielding will. Illusions, charms, and charms will not work. If controlled by force, it is impossible to control a sixth-level swordsman with extraordinary props. Zhang Yuanqing's brain turned quickly, and he immediately grabbed two props from the monster profession.

One is a clay doll and the other is a yellow mud shield.

At the same time, he raised his head and whistled high into the night.

In the dark night sky, a bright moonlight suddenly fell and shone on him.

Xiaoyue!

He used the long-dormant Yeyoushen exclusive "explosion seed" skill and obtained twice the attributes.

"Bang! Bang!"

The spherical barrier formed by the mud puppet shattered, the yellow mud shield shattered, and Zhang Yuanqing showed super agility and reflexes to avoid the two flying swords that were as fast as thunder.

With Xiaoyue's blessing, Zhang Yuanqing's strength surged, but he still had no idea of ​​fighting. Just when he was about to use Night Swim to escape, his forehead suddenly became hot, his breath was hot, his limbs became weak, and he coughed violently.

Oh no, no, no, it's a germ. Zhang Yuanqing looked around and didn't see the god of plague spreading the germs. Instead, he saw a middle-aged swordsman pulling a flying sword and attacking again.

"Your Majesty." Concubine Wan screamed in surprise, took a hard blow from the fire demon, broke away from the battle, and threw out the soft whip with all her strength.

There were two crisp sounds, and the flying sword was whipped away by the soft whip.

Concubine Wan rushed over, waving her arms and swinging her soft whip, trying to entangle the swordsman who was short of water.

But the same trick didn't work on the swordsman. The middle-aged swordsman immediately raised his sword and easily avoided the soft whip.

Zhang Yuanqing took advantage of Xiaoyue's blessing and used Night Travel again to hide his figure. Then, he turned around and returned to the Summer Palace the same way.

The fire demon general looked at the superior swordsman, turned his head, and said loudly:

"Water monkey, rain!"

Rain can outline the invisible night god.

Hearing this, a flash of determination flashed in Concubine Wan's eyes, which were like copper bells, and she rushed towards the Fire Demon General in a suicidal manner. The latter immediately lit up the fine iron sword with blazing flames and struck at Concubine Wan.

Concubine Wan tilted her head to avoid the blade, letting it slash into her body and evaporate dense mist.

She clasped the fire demon general's arm with her backhand, and black light rolled around her body, frantically grabbing all the moisture around her.

The rain did not fall because it would allow Hunjun's dead warriors to receive a steady stream of water spirit blessings.

The plague god named Water Monkey and the swordsman in the sky rushed towards the palace gate.

The fire demon general looked away with relief and said "Hey", molten liquid flowed from his pores, and his facial features and flesh all melted into molten metal, like a strange species crawling out of a volcano.

Fire Demon's passive skill - Lava Body.

The lava body can temporarily dehumanize the fire demon, bringing stronger fire control capabilities and flame resistance. It is mainly used for fighting in seas of fire and magma.

There is basically no moisture in the lava body, which can perfectly avoid the plague god's water deprivation ability.

The fire demon, who transformed into a lava monster, grabbed Concubine Wan with his backhand and said happily: "Array!"

At this time, a hundred soldiers had arrived, and one of the heavily armored Forbidden Army squads came out of the battle, kneeling on one knee and pressing their palms to the ground.

"Rumble"

The ground paved with bluestone bricks cracked, and walls of rammed earth rose from the ground, sealing Concubine Wan and the Fire Demon General inside.

The next second, raging flames filled the small space formed by the rammed earth wall, and red flames spurted out from the gaps in the earth wall, like a high-pressure gun.

Zhang Yuanqing, who was in the distance, suddenly stopped and looked at the rammed earth wall.

The flames and loess just restrained the God of Plague's passivity. Concubine Wan could not escape. She would be evaporated by the flames.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, that's the question you asked me." Concubine Wan's painful cry came from the gap in the rammed earth wall: "It was done by Prime Minister Zheng. It was Prime Minister Zheng's slave, slave, who went to see the Queen Mother."

The sound stopped suddenly.

The last thing she said was slave, not concubine.

Zhang Yuanqing withdrew his gaze and continued to run towards the summer palace. His face was cold and expressionless, and his deep eyes seemed to have flames burning.

He ran all the way, passing the surrounding Forbidden Army, climbing over the railings carved with white marble, and passing over the luxurious attics. After a while, he returned to the ruined summer palace and plunged into the lake.

Wearing a Yin-Yang cloak, he was like an underwater torpedo, bringing up dense air bubbles and rushing into the bottom of the lake. After sensing the undercurrent at the bottom of the lake, he found an underground river channel with a diameter of less than half a meter in the layered mud.

Zhang Yuanqing's body turned into running water and got into the passage.

In the south of the capital, a ten-foot-wide river flows quietly. Along the river are rows of private houses with white walls and black tiles, among which are exquisite small buildings with brick and wood structures. Moss-covered stone arch bridges stand quietly in the moonlight.

On the calm river surface, there was suddenly a sound of water, and a figure emerged from the water.

He was wearing bright yellow casual clothes, his long hair was wet and disheveled, his face was as pale as paper, and he swam to the shore with difficulty.

He swam for a long time at a distance of one or two meters before he climbed onto the table where the woman was washing clothes. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength and lay stretched out, panting violently and coughing from time to time.

Shivering, he grabbed a porcelain bottle from the void, pulled out the cork, and swallowed the pills inside. His pale face finally regained some color.

Zhang Yuanqing is in a very bad state now. The backlash after Xiao Yue's end and the erosion of germs are all eating away at his life.

Although the pills he took could cure diseases, they were of extraordinary quality. They could only relieve the sixth-level plague god's germs, but could not cure them.

"Gang leader?"

Shouts of joy came from the shore, and two black figures, one tall and one short, approached quickly.

It was Jiang Jingwei and the queen who also used the underground river to escape from the palace.

They sneaked along the underground river for a long time. After emerging from the water, they found that they had left the palace and arrived here. Then they had been hiding in the alley waiting for Zhang Yuanqing.

Zhang Yuanqing turned his head, looked at the two people on the shore, and grinned: "Come here and carry me, I have no strength left."

The queen volunteered and ran down the stone steps. She first carefully checked Zhang Yuanqing's body. Seeing that there were no fatal injuries, she breathed a sigh of relief. She hugged the princess and said:

"What's wrong with you, Gang Leader?"

"I've been infected by the plague's germs," ​​Zhang Yuanqing said with a bitter smile.

"Take medicine, take medicine." Jiang Jingwei said anxiously.

"Pills of extraordinary quality are useless even if you take them." The queen held Zhang Yuanqing in her arms and walked quickly along the stone path along the river, sometimes going into the alley and sometimes crossing the street.

A quarter of an hour later, they picked a house with a patio and sneaked into it.

The queen used the hypnotic props given by Zhang Yuanqing to hypnotize the head of the household, making the middle-aged couple truly believe that the three of them were nephews and nieces who came to the country to defect to them.

The nieces and nephews traveled a long distance and were tired and hungry. They had to eat hot meals before going to bed.

The head of the household put them behind the guest house and urged the woman to go to the kitchen to cook.

Soon, the woman came into the house carrying three bowls of rice, a plate of vegetarian vegetables and a plate of bacon.

"Aunt, please go to bed first. We will clean up after ourselves." The queen took the bowls and chopsticks with a sweet smile.

"My eldest nephew's illness seems to be quite serious. I will ask the officials to take him to the fairy medicine shop tomorrow to have a look. The medicine of the imperial master can cure all kinds of diseases." When the woman said this, she was full of the pride of the people of the capital, and Admiration for the elixir shop.

"Xianyao Shop?" Jiang Jingwei's mouth spoke faster than his brain: "Is it the pharmacy opened by the big boss?"

When the woman heard this, she was confused: "What is Great Persia?"

The queen said sadly: "Erya is sick again. You don't need to pay attention to her. She has been stupid since she was a child and often talks nonsense."

The woman deeply affected by hypnosis sighed:

"He is also a miserable child."

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.