Chapter 149 Sacrifice (please subscribe)
"how?"
Zhang Yuqing looked at Xu Hong.
Xu Hong pondered for a moment, then looked at the thing in his hand, and then said: "Okay, but you still have to plan it, and you can't let the sect know that this is premeditated..."
Seeing that Xu Hong had agreed, Zhang Yuqing laughed and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely cooperate with fellow Daoist Xu... I won't let the Qingling Sect find out about you and me..."
Xu Hong and Zhang Yuqing were soon discussing. For example, the casual cultivators in the patrol team could collect the souls at will, but the number of people in Fumo Hall must be controlled and not too many people died. Zhang Yuqing felt it was inappropriate. In this way, wouldn't his Yinhun Sect's disciples be able to collect souls at will? He had to stand and be beaten, with his hands and feet tied up. After a final argument, Xu Hong named five people who should be killed in Fumo Hall.
"Five of the disciples of the Fumo Hall can only die. If Fellow Daoist Zhang cannot do this, then this thing will be returned to Fellow Daoist Zhang..." Xu Hong said, returning the thing in his hand to Zhang Yuqing.
Seeing this, Zhang Yuqing also knew that this was Xu Hong's bottom line. He stretched out his hand and pushed it over and said, "Okay, I will follow what Taoist friend Zhang said."
Xu Hong breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fellow Daoist Zhang also needs to be considerate of me. No matter how many casual cultivators die, the sect will only say that my guarding is not good, so I can handle it lightly, but the disciples of Fumo Hall are under the command of Senior Brother Qin. If there are too many casualties, not only will I be in trouble, but with Senior Brother Qin’s temper, fellow Daoist Zhang won’t be afraid of trouble?..."
Hearing the words "Senior Brother Qin", Zhang Yuqing's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said bitterly: "Sooner or later, I will avenge that sword..."
Xu Hong sneered and said without giving Zhang Yuqing any face: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, I am not looking down on you, Senior Brother Qin, but you are about to break through the golden elixir. You are not qualified to seek revenge from Senior Brother Qin..."
"Unless Senior Brother Qi comes, we can compete with Senior Brother Qin. By the way, I seem to have heard that five years ago, your Senior Brother was defeated by Pei Qing of Wuquan Mountain and almost died?"
When Zhang Yuqing heard Xu Hong's words, he stood up suddenly and said: "Fellow Daoist Xu, if my senior brother was in front of me, would you dare to say this to him? Huh, farewell, don't forget what happened tonight."
Xu Hong watched Zhang Yuqing leave, and then sneered.
Sensing that Zhang Yuqing's aura had completely left, Xu Hong turned his attention to the thing in his hand. After weighing the pros and cons, he found that the thing in his hand was more profitable than being a dead Santiao Street cultivator and being held accountable by the sect.
This is why Xu Hong agreed to Zhang Yuqing's conditions.
"However, we still need to make some arrangements. Although Zhang Yuqing has gone to life and death with him once, it was a last resort situation. If he can't live without me, he will definitely not be tempted, but this time, But it’s different than before…”
"After all, he is a member of the devil's path..."
Xu Hong thought like this and immediately made arrangements for tonight's action.
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After Wu Tao finished refining the Yinhun Banner, he began to take out the Purple Spirit Pill to practice, and he continued to practice until dark before he stopped practicing.
"Another day has passed."
"I hope nothing happens on this day..."
Wu Tao looked at the floor and muttered to himself.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a roar that resounded throughout the entire East City. Even if he turned on the soundproof and anti-peeping array in his cabin, it was useless because the roar penetrated through.
"Zhang Yuqing, you are so brave, you dare to come to the Xiuxian City under the jurisdiction of Qingling Sect to sacrifice the ghost soul."
The only ones who can break through the soundproof and anti-peeping array are foundation-building immortal cultivators.
Combining the words of the foundation-building immortal cultivator just now, Wu Tao's heart sank completely. The worst situation he had expected had indeed appeared.
The Yin Hun Sect wants to sacrifice Dongcheng Sanxiu to refine the Yin Hun.
"Xu Hong, when I'm working in the Yinhun Sect, could it be possible that I asked you if I'm a member of the Qingling Sect... Haha, let me see what you can do to me?"
A wild voice also echoed throughout Dongcheng.
"The Yin Hun Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivator, the Xu Hong he mentioned should be the person who just made the noise, the Qingling Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivator guarding the East City."
Wu Tao's eyes flashed and he immediately stood up from the futon.
"I can't stay here any longer. Looking at the situation, there will definitely be a battle between the foundation-building immortal cultivators of the Yinhun Sect and the foundation-building immortal cultivators of the Qingling Sect. This is the best time for me to leave Dongcheng."
Wu Tao had already anticipated the worst situation, so when the situation came, he did not panic. Instead, he quickly put away the soundproof anti-peep formation and the three-pole water and fire sword formation, and went out immediately.
As soon as he went out, he was faced with a ghost, a first-level intermediate ghost, not very strong.
He quickly woke up the sleeping soul-eating insects and asked them to stop advancing and leave the city first.
The soul-eating insect immediately woke up, flew out of his mind, immediately entered the invisible state, and silently ate up the intermediate ghosts of this level.
Wu Tao took a look and saw that there were ghosts floating around in the shanty town, but they were not strong. There were screams everywhere.
He looked up and saw the sounds of explosive fighting coming from time to time above the street where the Qingling Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivators were guarding, as well as the shouts and curses of the two foundation-building immortal cultivators.
In the three streets in front of the shantytown, the sounds of fighting could be heard.
The ghosts fly everywhere and devour the casual cultivators when they see them.
The entire Dongcheng seemed to be in chaos at this moment.
Wu Tao immediately walked towards the city gate. He first had to cross three streets. As soon as he left the shantytown, he saw disciples of the Yinhun Sect in the sky above the three streets, fighting with the Fumo Hall and the patrol team of cultivators. .
In the center of the battle circle, there was a Yin Hun Sect disciple, with a Yin Hun banner suspended in front of him. Yin souls flew out from the flag and pounced on the casual cultivators three streets below.
Once a casual cultivator is possessed by a ghost, his soul will be dragged out by the ghost, and then sacrificed and refined into a ghost.
Wu Tao's eyes narrowed and he thought to himself: "The cultivators of the Yin Hun Sect want to advance the Yin Hun Banner to the second level."
He has refined the Yinhun Banner, so he knows the conditions for the Yinhun Banner to advance.
Every one of the casual cultivators on Third Street began to run for their lives.
Wu Tao didn't look any further and left immediately.
"boom!"
As soon as Wu Tao walked around the corner, a figure fell in front of him. It was an immortal cultivator from the patrol team. He was being haunted by a first-level high-level ghost. When he saw Wu Tao, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted: " Fellow Taoist, save me!"
Wu Tao glanced at him, but in the end he didn't stop. The situation was so chaotic now, and there was still a foundation-building battle. He didn't have time to save others. Saving others would be irresponsible to himself.
"Fellow Taoist, help!"
Wu Tao did not look back, but he still activated all the eight evil-busting talismans remaining on his body, threw them back, and flew towards the ghost. Then, he disappeared into the street.
As for whether the patrolling cultivators could seize this gap and save themselves, Wu Tao was not worried.
"Call reinforcements, call reinforcements!"
Wu Tao heard a patrol of immortal cultivators shouting.
A talisman rose into the sky with light and exploded in the night sky.
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