spirit walker

Chapter 121 Follow-up
When the owner of the Palace of Killing saw this woman appearing in the underground bar, Tian Lingling's face changed drastically, and the glass in his hand was crushed with a "click".

Stop killing the palace lord?When did she stare at me? I didn't have any contact with anyone from the Killing Palace. Li Xianzong showed shock on his face, and the message of the owner of the Killing Palace automatically appeared in his mind.

Musician profession, suspected to be at the peak of the saint realm, retreated calmly during the siege of Xiahou's family a while ago, and is currently in a wanted state.

"Uncle Tian, ​​what happened to the Chu family extermination incident? She seems to have come here specially to find you?" Li Xianzong quietly put his hand into his trouser pocket and pinched the chalk.

"Li Xianzong, you killed me!"

Tian Lingling's face was livid, and when he heard the words "The Chu family destroyed the family", he knew that this woman was coming for him. Li Xianzong didn't know when he was targeted by the other party, and then he followed the clues and found this place.

"Boy, I will be responsible for holding her back later, you find a way to go first." Although Tian Lingling wished to blow Li Xianzong's head off, she still made a rational decision.

He is a level 5 mist master, and with the combat power of an evil class, he can wrestle with a level 6 lawful class.

Although the Master of the Killing Palace is at the pinnacle of the Saint Realm and cannot be defeated, it is okay to pester him for a while.

Besides, there are twenty or thirty evil professions here, all of whom are walkers with distorted personalities but strong fighting power.

At this time, the villains in the underground bar hadn't reacted yet.

A few men near the stairs whistled ambiguously and said with a smile:

"Little sister, come out to play in such a beautiful dress? Tsk, this dress is so good, it looks like an ancient lady."

"Everyone is a lady, lift up your skirt and let your brothers see."

There was laughter everywhere, they thought the girl in the red dress in ancient costume was the same kind who came to the underground bar for entertainment.

Palace Mistress Zhisha turned her head and looked at the man who made fun of him.

The next moment, a hair-thin red thread was thrown over, making a shrill howling sound.

The man's wretched smile froze on his face, and then his head slowly slipped from his neck.

The red thread was wrapped around his head, rolling all the way to the stairs, a bloodstain rolled out, and rolled to the skirt of the Palace Mistress.

She raised her fair and exquisite jade feet, stepped on the head's face, and giggled coquettishly: "Does the bottom of her skirt look good?"

The underground bar fell into dead silence for a moment.

Where did the lunatic come from?
This morbid laughter, this decisive personality, is simply more bloodthirsty than a bewitching demon, more perverted than an illusionist.

Tian Lingling shouted:
"Everyone, be careful, she is the master of the Killing Palace, a musician at the pinnacle of sainthood, let's work together to kill her together."

Crash~ Everyone stood up, staring at the woman in the red dress at the stairs with solemn faces.

Several men and women also stopped moving, and the woman let go of the legs that clamped the man's waist. They didn't even wear clothes and pants, and hurriedly put on a posture to meet the enemy.

It turns out that this crazy woman is the master of the Palace of Killing, so it's no wonder
As native practitioners of Songhai, they naturally knew the name of the master of Zhisha Palace, who was one of the most powerful people below the elder level.

"Drafting, Tian Lingling, I came to you to spend money, not to seek death."

"What are you afraid of? If this woman dares to come here, we will kill her in a wheel battle. If you are below the master level, don't even think about getting out alive."

"Tian Lingling is also a saint, with our assistance, I'm afraid she won't be able to become a crazy woman."

The master of the Palace of Killing bent down, with a fistful of blood on his head, and gently wiped it on the silver mask, creating a miserable face.

In the next second, countless slender red threads stretched out from behind her, like a cluster of blooming red flowers, or twisted and terrifying tentacles.

The bartender grabbed a shotgun from the drawer of the wine cabinet and threw it to Tian Lingling in front of the bar. The latter picked it up, pointed it at the palace master, and pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

Gunpowder smoke was sprayed from the muzzle, and the barrage covered the stairs.

The powerful shotguns were easily pushed away by those red strings as thin as a hair.

This shot ignited the slogan of melee. The evil walkers by the booth, those who had guns pulled out guns, those who had props pulled out props, and those who had nothing, still had skills and hand-to-hand combat.

The master of the killing palace raised his snow-white and slender neck, and a beautiful and loud singing voice burst out from his throat.

Amidst the reverberation of the singing, the villains in the underground bar were slightly in a trance, their murderous intentions dissipated, their fears subsided, and their minds became extremely peaceful.

Musicians can convey emotions through singing and affect listeners.

Mainstream musicians have three abilities: hypnotize, soothe, and inspire.

Senior musicians may do more fine operations, such as using a certain song to strengthen the emotions contained in the tune and lyrics, so that the listener will have corresponding emotions.

The more types of tunes, the more means.

In the gap when everyone lost their fighting spirit and was appeased, the red line behind the Palace Master of Killing came out and divided into two parts, one part attacked the evil walker by the booth, and the other part attacked Tian Lingling and Li Xianzong in front of the bar.

Puff puff.
On the spot, six or seven people were pierced through the head and heart by the red thread, and died without a sound.

A mesmer let out a high-pitched scream before dying.

Her voice couldn't compare to the singing voice of Palace Mistress Zhisha, but it was like a small stone, causing ripples. Tian Lingling, who was trying her best to fight against the singing voice, was shocked, and with the help of the illusionist's mental shock, she broke free from the singing voice.

Li Xianzong suddenly woke up, without even thinking about it, he summoned a filthy, foul-smelling coat and put it on his body.

He closed his eyes and muttered: "Can't hit me, can't hit me"

The spurting red lines pierced Li Xianzong's lower abdomen, thighs, and arms, but the attacks aimed at vital organs such as the head and heart were separated strangely, some towards the ceiling, and some fell to the ground.

What he used was the third ability of this saint-level item—blessing!
Cursing and cutting blessings will certainly not be able to shake the Palace Mistress, so I just let my luck improve.

"Sigh~"

Li Xianzong's face twitched in pain.

On the other side, Tian Lingling remained motionless, her muscles swelled, her coat was torn, and in the sound of "stabbing", two illusory, not solid arms protruded from the shoulder blades, holding a long knife in one hand and a short blade in the other. .

One long and one short two knives waved, cutting off the red line coming from the lasing.

The red line fell to the ground lightly, like red rain.

Tian Lingling was about to wield two sabers and start a close combat against the Master of the Killing Palace, when she suddenly saw a woman in a red dress at the stairs, raising her snow-white wrists and snapping her fingers.

"Snapped!"

Those red threads that were cut off came back to life, entangled with the spirit of the sky like tentacles, and bound layer by layer.

The red thread kept shrinking and tightening, bit by bit cutting the skin of the level 5 mist master, and blood flowed from the slit-like wound.

"dominate?"

Tian Lingling's complexion finally changed.

The level 5 Mist Lord has a signature skill - Bronze Head and Iron Arm.

This skill has established the dominance of the bewitching demon in the melee field. Tian Lingling is extremely confident in his defense. He thinks that even if he is a lawful profession at the peak of the saint realm, he can't easily break through his defense.

But as soon as they met each other, the proud steel body was broken by the red line to stop the killing of the palace lord.

When did she become the master?The killing dungeon obviously hasn't started yet.
dominate?Li Xianzong's heart trembled, he quickly distanced himself from Tian Lingling, and fled towards the corner of the underground bar. At the same time, he took out the chalk in his trouser pocket.

Her real target is Tian Lingling, not me, as long as Tian Lingling can hold this crazy woman, I can escape
On Tian Lingling's bald head, the twisted and vertically and horizontal tattoos glowed with black light, and the light turned into a vortex, which distorted people's minds, hallucinations in their eyes, and auditory hallucinations in their ears.

The lines on Tian Lingling's head are not tattoos, but the manifestation of the upgraded bewitching power. The bewitching demon at the extraordinary stage has runes hidden in his eyes, and when he reaches the Saint Realm, the runes will slowly spread throughout his body.

When they reach the Dominant Realm, the bewitching runes are all over the body, and low-level walkers will be insane and be bewitched by them just by looking at them.

"Kill her, kill her regardless of the cost." Tian Lingling's voice was deep and ethereal.

Immediately, the evil profession who was still alive by the deck, with red eyes, rushed towards the owner of the killing palace recklessly.

The owner of the Palace of Killing raised his arm and swung it vigorously. The dense red lines were like a fountain, twisting and flamboyantly sweeping across the audience.

Ping-pong-pong sounded loudly, the back of the chair was cut off, fine cracks were cut on the bar counter, the table was divided into two halves, the cuts were even, the bodies of the evil professionals were torn apart, their heads flew up, their waists were broken, and their hands and feet were separated.
Li Xianzong dodged most of the attacks by praying for blessings. Suddenly, his neck hurt and he was brushed by a hair-like red thread.

He clutched his neck and staggered back, blood spurting from between his fingers.

"Blood, I want blood." Li Xianzong glanced wildly, and caught a glimpse of an evil walker whose upper body and lower body were separated a few meters away, struggling in pain, and did not die immediately.

He staggered towards the goal.

At this time, Tian Lingling took the opportunity to cut off the red thread wrapped around him, and fled towards the back door of the bar. In the process, he grabbed a worn-out black clay pot from the inventory and smashed it to the ground.

In an instant, cascading and distorted phantoms filled the space.

The body of Palace Master Zhisha suddenly disintegrated, turning into a red frenzy, rushing into the phantom, chasing the sky.

Li Xianzong waited for the opportunity, immediately took out the butterfly knife, and stabbed the heart of the evil walker.

The bloodlust of the bewitching demon was passively aroused, and Li Xianzong's pupils lit up with scarlet light, grabbing the opponent's blood in an endless stream, and the wound on his neck healed slowly.

Then, ignoring the terrifying and distorted phantom around him, he quickly squatted down and drew a circle around him.

The yellow curtain of light descended, wrapping him and disappearing.

The back door of the bar.

Arms, thighs, and torsos are scattered on the ground here, and the hot internal organs are mixed with blood flowing out.

The master of the killing palace stepped on the bloodstains barefoot, holding Tian Lingling's head in her hand, and she put the torso back little by little.

Then, she put on a black cloak that exuded Yin Qi, and in an instant, black and viscous power surged in her pupils, communicating with the spirit body in the remnant body.

"Tian Lingling, Di Lingling, tell me who was the heavenly king who led the massacre of the Chu family 21 years ago, and where are the Chu family's rules and props?"

She recited it several times in a daze, and swallowed the spirit body in one gulp.

Official Forums.

#李贤宗Attack Pingtai Hospital, the target is Yuanshi Tianzun#
At noon today, a post rushed to the headlines of the official forum, and it was marked red on the top.

"According to a reliable senior of the Taiyi School, today's attack on Pingtai Hospital in Songhai was a hunt for Yuanshi Tianzun carefully planned by Bing Bishop Li Xianzong.

"Fortunately, although Yuanshi Tianzun was seriously injured, he survived successfully. After this incident, we were able to analyze the gap in combat power between the two sides. According to the senior of Taiyimen, the thick fog shrouded the inside of the hospital. Just 2 minutes.

"But when the colleagues from the Songhai branch found Yuanshi Tianzun, his life was already hanging by a thread. It can be seen from this that Li Xianzong's combat power is extremely strong, and he cannot be taken lightly."

"This attack has opened the prelude to the trial of evil professions. Colleagues in all branches are requested to be alert to possible sneak attacks in the near future.

"As for the follow-up of Yuanshi Tianzun and Li Xianzong, this post will continue to be updated, please pay attention."

During this period of time, the official practitioners from all over the country have been waiting in full force, but so far, the various places have been relatively calm.As said in the post, the horrific incident created by Li Xianzong can be regarded as the prelude to the trial of the evil camp.

Next, evil professions from all over the world will definitely catch the news and start hunting and killing the targets they have chosen.

[Fang Chang in the future: Yuanshi Tianzun can't beat Li Xianzong, but he can't hold it for 2 minutes, I didn't expect it. 】

[The past days have been bitter: Yuanshi Tianzun still lacks some background. Although he is strong in the extraordinary stage, there is still a long way to go compared with the real outstanding ones.This conflict allowed us to roughly see his level. 】

[Please call me Queen: Why don't the two upstairs call "Tianzun"?Don't raise other people's aspirations to destroy your own prestige, Yuanshi Tianzun has only been a spiritual realm walker for more than a month, and if he is given another half a year, he may not lose to Li Xianzong. 】

[Little Pig George: I expected that he would be targeted by evil organizations, but I didn't expect it to be Li Xianzong. I hope he can survive this storm. 】

[Jiang Yang: To be on the safe side, I think Yuanshi Tianzun should hide first to avoid the limelight. 】

[Passionate Jenny: Lao Jiang has committed the same problem of playing badly again, so why not hide, search for Li Xianzong all the way, kill him, and get the bounty. 】

In the forum, official practitioners from all over the world actively spoke and participated in the discussion.

In the middle and end of each year, the forum is always the busiest, but it is also the heaviest. Maybe a colleague who just made a meritorious service today will die from an attack by an evil profession tomorrow.

For Lee Hsien-jong's high-profile attack, officials from all over the country were angry but helpless.

After all, it is not in their jurisdiction.

At most, it is a suggestion to let Yuanshi Tianzun avoid the limelight, and it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.Ren was calm for a while, maybe he didn't need to take action. After a few days, Li Xianzong died in the siege.

The Songhai branch and the official practitioners in other districts vowed to hunt and kill Li Xianzong.

Inside and outside, he complained that the official walkers in Kangyang District were useless.

The underground black market.

The boxing champion led several team members to patrol his territory and maintain order.

The spiritual realm walkers in Songhai did not feel alarmed by the confrontation between the camps. On the contrary, they came to the black market more frequently.

On the one hand, it was a critical period when intelligence and information became particularly important. On the other hand, at this time, the underground black market would usher in an upsurge of gambling.

Gambling is a human vice.

A team member beside the boxing champion looked frequently at the gambling table and said in a low voice:

"Boss, the odds between Yuanshi Tianzun and Li Xianzong have reached 1:20. You just came back from the meeting today, so you should know some information? What do you think if I buy him to win?"

The boxing champion glanced at him: "You can buy a "tie", but don't buy Yuanshi Tianzun to win."

The younger brothers behind him immediately understood that the post on the forum was telling the truth.

It was dark at night, Huayu Hotel.

In the presidential suite, Xie Lingxi was sitting by the balcony, frowning, browsing the official forum of the Five Elements League over and over again.

The female assistant stood on one side and Hui reported:
"I have already inquired with the second team of Kangyang District. Yuanshi Tianzun is cultivating at home, and there is no serious problem. However, I heard that when the official people found him, his life was already hanging by a thread.

"Miss, if you care about Yuanshi Tianzun, why don't you call and ask yourself?"

Xie Lingxi said angrily:
"You've never been in love, so I'm too lazy to tell you."

Aren't you the same? The female assistant was suddenly ridiculed, and she was not convinced.

Xie Lingxi frowned lightly: "If the post is not exaggerated, then the gap between Brother Yuanshi and Li Xianzong is indeed very large. Alas, he is in danger this time. It is best to avoid the limelight."

The female assistant said: "After all, they are talents trained by Bishop Bing, the best in the extraordinary stage."

Xie Lingxi closed the computer, looked at the female assistant, and said:
"My dad said before that he asked me to observe Brother Yuanshi more, but now that this happened, he didn't contact me. Heh, he asked you in private today, what did he say?"

The female assistant hesitated for a moment, and told the truth: "I didn't say anything, the Patriarch told me to wait and see. During this period of time, I should watch you closely. Don't have any contact with Yuanshi Tianzun. I probably want to see if he can survive."

"Understood, you should be cautious in investing, he has always been like this." Xie Lingxi pouted.

But I have my own style.

She picked up the phone and sent a voice in a delicate voice: "Brother Yuanshi, can you come to the hotel tomorrow, I want to treat you to dinner."

In the bedroom, Zhang Yuanqing was lying on the bed, closing his eyes and feigning sleep, his mental power was deposited in his body, mobilizing the power of the sun, and slowly nourishing Xiao Doubi.

His face was a little sluggish, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Even if Ye Youshen's vitality is strong, he will have to wait two days to fully recover.

While nurturing Xiao Doubi, he replayed the battle during the day.

Repeat over and over again.

"No matter how I deal with it, I don't have any chance of winning. I don't have the red shoes by my side, and there is a difference in level. Using the red hijab to scare off the opponent is the least risky solution.

"But I only have the last red hijab left, and Li Xianzong has a "teleportation" prop, which is no different from the "Rampage" at that time. If he attacks once or twice, I will die.

"Must be promoted to level 3 as soon as possible."

The fiasco was in the hands of Li Xianzong, and it was impossible not to be discouraged. Although the other party was higher in level than oneself, in terms of age, the two were about the same age, they were considered to be of the same generation, and both were at the extraordinary stage.

It seems a bit self-deceiving to comfort myself with the fact that the time to become a spiritual practitioner is too short.

Not only was he seriously injured today, Xiao Doubi almost lost his wits.

This hatred must be avenged, but Zhang Yuanqing was a little discouraged and powerless when he thought of the gap in combat power between the two sides.

At this time, light footsteps came from outside the door.

Just by hearing the footsteps, he knew it was his aunt.

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)