Chapter 271 The Disappearing Person
"Junior Brother Wang, why did you stop?" Ma Haoran looked at Wang Zijia who was almost there and asked in confusion.
"It's nothing. I suddenly remembered that I still have some unfinished business. I've almost finished my shopping today, so let's just leave it at that." Feeling the mana churning in his body, the prince said so, turned around and left, completely ignoring the people beside him. Several people.
Several people around him looked at each other, and Ma Haoran frowned and looked at the three of them.
The three of them got inquiring looks and asked blankly: "Master, uncle, what is this?"
Ma Haoran took a serious look at the three of them, and then looked at the completely deserted back mountain not far away. Without saying a word, he walked towards Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia quickly left the backyard, passed through the palace, came to a landing area, threw the Blood Demon Jade Shuttle, and rose into the sky. Ma Haoran followed closely behind.
But the two of them had only flown more than twenty meters when a transparent energy shield suddenly appeared in the sky, covering the entire mountain peak. I don't know when, the second-grade formation in the mountain gate has been activated.
Wang Zijia's face darkened. Although Ma Haoran didn't know why, he also realized that something was wrong.
"I don't know which senior brother is practicing here. I have no clue. Please forgive me for disturbing you!" Wang Zijia stepped on the shuttle and bowed in the direction of the back mountain.
"Alas!" An old sigh sounded, followed by a strong and extremely ominous aura rising from the back mountain.
"Originally, for the sake of my fellow disciples, I have already given you, my junior brother, enough face to take control of your subordinates. You have completed the recruitment of disciples and left. I will continue my practice. Isn't it nice for everyone to be in peace and well with each other? Why, junior brother? After searching all over the country, you are still not satisfied, why do you have to go so hard to get here?”
As the sound appeared, seven more figures rose into the sky. For a moment, the demonic aura rolled into the sky.
The one at the head was a red fox sitting cross-legged. Its hair and eyes were blood-red, and its face was long and narrow, barely human-like, and it was nearly two meters tall. At this moment, he looked like a Taoist priest, wearing a Taoist robe, sitting cross-legged on the head of a several-meter-large spider.
The spider was huge, with countless small spiders growing on its abdomen. It was the kind of demon spider that Wang Zijia thought had melted away before.
Beside a fox and a spider, there were five figures floating around.
There are two werewolves, one cat-man, one tiger-man, and one goat-headed man.
The five figures all looked like un-evolved monsters. They stood in human-like bodies, with red eyes, drooling mouths, and varying degrees of deformity on their bodies.
Not only are all of them cultivating wine sacrifices, but the tiger-headed man and the cat-headed man are in the middle stage of wine sacrifice. The fox Taoist who sits on the back of the spider and speaks human words is actually at the peak of wine sacrifice, just short of breaking through to the real person level.
What made Wang Zijia's pupils shrink was that the whole body of the seven people was filled with a strong sense of ominousness, and they were riddled with debts and had deep roots of evil. They should obviously be seven monsters, but they have varying degrees of sanity.
"Demon cultivator?" Ma Haoran looked at the three people who suddenly appeared, and said with confusion on his face.
"Senior Brother Ma, we said goodbye thirty years ago. I didn't expect to meet again in such a situation." Taoist Fox said to Ma Haoran in a sharp old voice at this moment.
"Are you...Ye Chengan?" Ma Haoran looked at the fox Taoist priest and said in shock.
Wang Zijia's expression changed. Ye Chengan was the leader of the group of disciples who disappeared inexplicably thirty years ago.
In a flash of thought, Wang Zijia directly sent an urgent message to Bai Qian through Fu Zhao that the boys Nong Yufei and Lei Junjie were coming to rescue him.
"It's really hard for me, senior brother, to still remember so-and-so!" Ye Chengan's foxy face showed a humanized reminiscence.
After Ye Cheng'an finished speaking, he looked at Wang Zijia again and said: "This junior brother, Pindao, thought that he didn't reveal any traces, so he took his disciples under his wing and stopped going out. I don't know how the junior brother found Pindao's traces. Even traced Pindao’s hiding place?”
Wang Zijia showed a sarcastic expression and said, "I want to say that this is all a misunderstanding. You are completely overthinking it. Do you believe me?"
"Haha, it doesn't matter. After I catch you, extract your bones and peel off your skin, I will still know the reason." After Ye Chengan said this, his whole body suddenly surged with breath, and his lower body, sitting cross-legged, sank directly into the spider's head, leaving only his upper body outside, with his eyes closed. While sleeping, the spider swam its legs and rushed towards Wang Zijia quickly.
"Roar!"
The five demons beside them also roared and ran towards the two of them. The tiger man and the cat man rushed towards Ma Haoran, who was an immortal.
The remaining three demons followed Ye Chengan's spider and besieged Wang Zijia.
"Oh, a gang fight, who is afraid of whom?"
Wang Zijia's mind moved, and five talismans appeared around her body, transforming into the state of five ghost infants. The surrounding ghost mist made it difficult for people to see clearly. After the five ghosts emerged, they rushed directly towards the two wolves and the sheep.
On the other hand, Wang Zijia's whole body was filled with spiritual light, and his body expanded rapidly. Blood-red broken armor emerged, golden pupils flickered, and his long hair remained motionless.
The three-meter-tall figure stretched out his hand, and a broken spear quickly condensed out of his hand. He was caught in Wang Zijia's hand, and his whole body turned into a stream of light, and he rushed towards the opponent with the gun.
"Ding!"
The sound of gold and iron was accompanied by a strong impact. Wang Zijia's spear and the fused spider's front legs collided together, making a crisp sound like gold and iron. The huge force made Wang Zijia retreat slightly for a moment.
‘The difference in cultivation is not big, I can fight! ’ Looking at the powerful aura of the fox and the spider at their peak after merging, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief after the initial collision.
After adjusting his body shape, he once again held a gun and fought with the spider monster fused with the Taoist Fox.
“Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!”
The spear and the spider's legs kept colliding, and the two figures kept turning and moving in the sky, quickly interlacing.
After another collision, both were knocked away by the huge impact force. While flying backwards, the spider suddenly raised its buttocks and a huge web rushed towards Wang Zijia. Almost at the same time, Wang Zijia also thrust the spear in his hand forward.
The moment the spear and the giant web touched, Wang Zijia shook his hand in the distance.
"Explode!"
The spear exploded, and the huge shock wave flame burned the spider web in the blink of an eye. Wang Zijia did not stop, and the spell in his hand changed again.
"Spell: Splitting Spear!"
The crystal spear exploded into countless crystal fragments. Under the blessing of the huge explosive force, it turned into crystal cones all over the sky, rushing towards the combined spider fox like rain.
The spider had just stabilized its retreating body, facing the crystal rain all over the sky, and the fox on its back, who seemed to be sleeping, suddenly raised his hand and tapped the void.
The blood-red aura spread out from the fox's claws like a shock wave, hitting the crystal rain that filled the sky. The crystal rain trembled and lost its original characteristics, turning into an illusory aura that drifted away.
"Illusion becomes a void?"