[Xiu Xian] The ninth generation

From Xie Chen's few words, everyone also roughly glimpsed the power of the momentum, and couldn't help but act more carefully.

In front of the eyes are still piled up huge stones, which are full of dark yellow. Although there are no traces of human carving, under the effect of the momentum, the lonely air suddenly approached, making the crowd feel that they are even more small.Even if there is true energy to protect the body, or the cultivation base is extremely high, once caught in it, it will be like a mortal, unable to arouse the slightest desire to fight.

This is the potential array.

I don't know how long it took, but the Qingshiban Road extended to a place similar to a square.

In the center of the square, there is a full-body statue of a woman, with her hands slightly hanging down, and her expression is serene.She stared straight ahead with calm eyes, as if staring at the whole city.

"How can there be a statue of a woman in this lost city?" Someone in the crowd asked hesitantly.Undoubtedly, in the world of comprehension, there is still a gap in the status of men and women.If there are male monks with similar cultivation levels, they will definitely not put female monks in the highest position, unless the strength of this female monk is much higher than that of the monks in the whole city, it is possible.

"Since there is a power formation in this city, it must be related to the ancient times." Luo Tiancheng glanced at Xie Chen, seeing that the latter had no intention of speaking at all, he couldn't help pondering for a while, his eyes flashed, and he said slowly, "I heard that the status of women in that era was extremely high. Moreover, every city would believe in a patron saint. Most of these patron saints were women. They lowered the statues and protected the whole city with magical weapons. Perhaps the statue of the woman in front of me is one of them……"

Hearing the magic weapon, the expressions of the casual cultivators could not help showing a little strange color. "Yes or no, just try it out!" A yell cut through the silence, and a casual cultivator of medium build soared into the sky from the crowd, his figure flickered, and he was looking straight at the sculpture of the woman Pounce!

"you dare!"

Ouyang Ling was the first to react, shouted angrily, swung the sword in his hand, and took the male cultivator straight.Almost at the same time, the major clans moved, and so did the responsive casual cultivators in the crowd.Some interrupted the cultivator's progress, and some fished in troubled waters and headed in the direction of the female statue.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of hand, Luo Tiancheng quickly shouted: "Wait, don't touch this sculpture! There are sculptures from ancient times..."

His words were finally one step too late.

In the panic, I don't know who's attack hit the sculpture, and I don't know which monk wanted to take advantage of the chaos to snatch the thing in the woman's hand, so the sculpture moved. ——The woman was originally looking straight ahead with a peaceful expression, but now her eyes moved slightly, watching the farce played out in front of her coldly.

"Aren't I dazzled? The sculpture moved just now?"

"I saw it too, it seemed that when someone touched her, her eyes moved!"

"Such fierce eyes... not good, I'd better retreat quickly, otherwise things will change!"

……

For a while, due to the mutation of the female sculpture, casual cultivators who were already panicked by the words "ancient times" began to talk about it.

"Nephew Luo Xian, did you expect these changes in your stop?" Ouyang Ling thought of Luo Tiancheng's anxious shout, and seemed to realize something.The latter's lightness along the way has long since disappeared, and he looked at the woman with cold eyes solemnly: "It's too late."

Xie Chen took a step forward, stood with Luo Tiancheng, and added: "It is indeed too late, the battle has already begun. Ouyang Shibo, get ready to fight."

--fighting?

Ouyang Ling looked suspiciously at the two people standing side by side, and wanted to say something else.It was too late to say it, and at the same time, the female sculpture moved again.Different from the small fine-tuning before, this time the movement was so loud that even Chu Yanzhi, who was a few meters away, could see it clearly: the woman stretched her slightly hanging hands, first moved her arms, and then her eyes fell on the group of monks below. With a cold smile on his face, his lips parted slightly: "Who are you waiting for? Why did you break into Demon City?"

Just between this question, the woman seemed to come alive.The body quickly returned to the appearance of a normal person at a speed that can be detected by consciousness. When the voice fell, and a closer look, one could even see the thin powder on the woman's face like frost, with an icy luster.

Seeing the woman transform from a sculpture to a real person, the complexion of the original casual cultivator changed drastically.And when the monk really thought about the woman's words, he couldn't help but turn pale: "Demon, Demon City?" He will never forget that the red-robed man who is raging in the entire cultivation world now calls himself a "devil".The woman in front of him is obviously guarding the Demon City, and she is stained with the word "devil". Her fighting power... Thinking that he just offended her, the monk felt that his legs were trembling, and the thoughts in his heart also surged: Could it be? , Those red-robed men came here just for this woman?It's over!

"I don't know who is the senior?" This monk can think of it, and other people can naturally think of it.Seeing the gazes of other families, Ouyang Ling knew that they wanted the imperial capital to be the "superior bird" - who made the "invitation order" and the exploration of this demonic city all proposed by their imperial capital.Sighing, Ouyang Ling took a step forward and stood in front of the third prince calmly, "This city suddenly appeared in the cultivation world, and we came here to explore, and we didn't know that this was the resting place of seniors. I will retreat immediately, if there is any disturbance, I will still look at Haihan."

"I am Ling Taki, the defender of Demon City, and my duty is to guard other people from disturbing the peace of Demon City." The woman's words were still cold.From the moment she woke up, her eyes have been falling down. She seems to have sensed something at this moment, and her beautiful brows are slightly frowned, "I feel a familiar breath. Among you, there is the breath of the saints... Who is it?" Saints?"

"Holy family? Holy descendant?" Xie Chen smiled slightly, and took a step forward, "I don't know what the senior said? Could it be that demon who has long disappeared in the long history..." Before the words fell, only a ray of light appeared Shan, Ling Taki, who was originally standing steadily on the altar, grabbed Xie Chen's neck and lifted him up halfway. "Family..." Xie Chen's eyes showed infinite astonishment, - with his eyesight, he couldn't see when and in what way the woman bullied him!Due to the lack of oxygen, his handsome face was flushed sickly.

Ling Long's gaze was like a sword, and with a slight movement of his fingertips, he threw Xie Chen on the ground: "If you dare to slander the saints again, you will be killed!" Xie Chen snorted, the blood in his mouth continued to flow, and it was like a broken magic weapon at this moment Unable to get up, the power of one blow is so powerful! "Hmph, if it wasn't for the aura of the holy descendant, this girl wouldn't have been entangled with you so much!" Ling Ting withdrew her glance, with a hint of irritation in her tone.

Since the last war, the saints had lost countless lives and had to hide in the gap between the realm and the realm. As a defender of the city, she had been wandering in the cultivation world, trying to see the saints who were attracted by this city and wandered outside. .Now, after finally waiting for one to come, the aura is still so pure, yet he refuses to show up...Ling Long glanced at the monks around, and suddenly understood something.Trying to suppress her excitement, she tilted her head and thought for a moment, then raised the magic weapon in her right hand and said, "Do you want the magic weapon in my hand?"

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing whether to answer or not.

Ling Taki didn't care about other people's opinions, and his face was dark: "They all entered the peach blossom miasma. If I succeed in finding the holy descendants, I may be happy, and I will give you a way to survive. Maybe I can find a way for the magic weapon in my hand." Owner."

"Pre-senior." One of the casual cultivators asked tremblingly, "Can we not go in?" Peach Blossom Miasma, Peach Blossom Miasma, just by name, is not a place where you can be kind.Don't lose your life in vain before the baby is found. ——At this time, this monk was so regretful, why he was so obsessed with ghosts, he listened to the treasures, and explored this ghostly place with all the people!

The woman glanced at the monk indifferently. There was awe-inspiring magic power in her body, and there was no magic power at all: "If you are in a hurry to seek death, I will happily do it." The monk squirmed his lips and closed his mouth.

"Since the seniors have talked about this." Ouyang Ling realized that the bitterness in his mouth was tight at this moment, - how could he have expected that this lost city would be the former demon city, and the demon really came from a different place? boundary!Although the trip to the seal is imperative, if we had known this before, we would have come in with full preparations no matter what!Now forced by his strength, he entered the devil's lair, and his life was in the hands of that woman, so he could only take one step at a time.But fortunately, there are demons among us monks, so that woman will not turn her face immediately.If we first find the gap between the Demon World and the Realm of Cultivation, seal it, and then join forces to attack this woman, there is no chance of surviving...

Having made up her mind, Ouyang Ling's tone became a little more relaxed: "If I don't enter again, wouldn't I have failed my senior's kindness?"

Ling Ting glanced at Ouyang Ling, sneered and sneered, but didn't say anything, just flapping his hands, black devilish energy gushing out from his fingertips.As the handprints appeared one by one, the black demonic energy gradually spread around, and finally enveloped everyone in it. "Peach Blossom Miasma." The woman's sleeves shook violently, and a dark red evil energy blasted out, superimposed on the black evil energy with lightning speed, and finally swallowed it completely, "Open!"

As soon as the woman's voice fell, the monks present felt that their eyes were dim, and they couldn't see their fingers. Even their spiritual consciousness was trapped in their bodies, unable to reach out.It wasn't until after one breath that he was able to see things slowly again.

I saw that there was no longer a vast and magical city in front of me, and there was no figure of a woman, only peach blossoms burning like a dream.