Chapter 481 The demon is rampant
Following Chu Zhizheng's words, the magic sword trembled.
"Not good! This magic sword has anchor point properties!"
"withdraw!"
Among the five people, watching this scene, only one hesitated slightly, while the remaining four turned around and ran away decisively.
But Wang Zijia did not come from an orthodox fugue!
When everyone noticed something was wrong, Wang Zijia had already arrived.
The Infant God quickly escaped, and a piece of human skin was draped over the magic sword. As it expanded, it transformed into an incarnation, becoming one with the Infant God.
Wang Zijia first looked around, then the divine thoughts on the magic sword merged, and he instantly understood the general situation. He frowned and said, "What kind of snake, insect, rat, or ant dares to attack my Chu family!"
After saying this, he raised his hand and made a move, and five crystal red flying swords condensed out.
"Boohoo!"
The flying sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared in an instant.
"Chu Shenjun, this is a misunderstanding!"
"Senior Chu, show your noble hand!"
As the flying sword broke through the air, five people were picked out in an instant. The five people had some tricks, and none of them were attacked and killed by the flying sword. The five of them resisted the flying sword attack with great difficulty, and at the same time, they kept low and low regardless of their dignity.
"I'll keep you alive for the time being!" Seeing this, Wang Zijia said calmly.
Five demons who have been famous for a long time. They have been famous for so many years. They are definitely the type who have accumulated a lot of experience. It is definitely more cost-effective to make them into tools than to kill them.
"Master Shen, don't bully others too much!"
"Old dog, do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
Two of the demons resisted with difficulty and replied with stern voices. As an evil cultivator, he has been licking blood for many years, how can he restrain himself and let others slaughter him!
"court death!"
Wang Zijia's face turned cold, his mind moved slightly, and the flying sword attacking the five people was instantly strengthened.
"Stop hiding it. If you don't come up with some tricks to control your situation, you will really have to answer here today." Yan Yunfang, a master of the Liumen, roared, and a bloody human skin drum flew out.
"Boom!"
A strange vibrating sound spread, and the special mind sound technique caused the five attacking flying swords to stop slightly for a moment.
The next moment, a Taoist took out a talisman and inspired it, and a huge gold brick appeared above Wang Zijia's head.
"fall!"
Not just him, the five demons all took action together, using talismans and magic weapons. They were all the trump cards for infant god-level attacks, and they attacked Wang Zijia with unusual tacit understanding.
If Wang Zijia really was the infant god who had just broken through, or if he came from a fugue, he would really have capsized in the gutter and been thrown into a row by five.
It's a pity that Wang Zijia is not!
Facing the attack, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed coldly and he waved.
‘The false spirit borrowed the word: ancient luck will come true! ’
The next moment, a huge figure appeared behind Wang Zijia, and Wang Zijia's momentum also increased rapidly.
"Peak Infant God? Damn it! This is simply an old monster!"
"Invincible!"
"Run separately, you can run..."
Several people looked frightened, but unfortunately there was no chance for them to escape.
As the shadow Taoist behind Wang Zijia raised his hand, five streaks of light flew out, and the flying sword was as fast as lightning, instantly piercing through the eyebrows of the five people without any resistance.
"puff!"
The life-saving means of four of them were triggered, but had no effect.
Only Jiang Jingshu, who was repairing the painting, turned into a skinned bloody man after the two human skins beside him and his own exploded, and fled away.
The bloody stream of light quickly moved away, extremely fast, which obviously triggered the blood escape method.
"Old fellow, this feud has been recorded by a certain family!" Before Jiang Jingshu left, he did not forget to say harsh words, showing his arrogance as a demon.
"Humph!" Wang Zijia snorted coldly.
With a move of his hand, the opponent's exploded human skin turned into a ball of minced meat, which was quickly caught by Wang Zijia. And wisps of strange aura twitched from it.
"If you really run away like this, do you still want my face?"
Looking at the strange silk threads pulled out, there were several very thick ones connected to the distance, Wang Zijia spoke coldly.
The fuzzy Taoist behind him raised his hand again, and Erwa turned into a crystal red flying sword and condensed out.
‘Karma and Swordsmanship: The Flying Sword of the Seven Heaven-cutting Swords is coming! ’
The crystal red flying sword vibrated. Wang Zijia wrapped the causal thread in his hand around it. The flying sword immediately followed the thread and locked onto the bloody Jiang Jingshu who was still moving away.
"go!"
Following Wang Zijia's words, the flying sword shook.
"call out!"
With a loud sound, the flying sword turned into a stream of light and flew out.
"No!"
The next moment, a cry of despair sounded, and then there was no more movement.
After a few breaths, the flying sword transformed by Erwa hurried back with the body.
Wang Zijia flipped his hands and put away all the bodies of the five demons. Then he frowned and looked at the stunned second elder Chu Zhizheng beside him, and asked:
"What's going on? You were asked to take over An County. How did it end up like this?"
Chu Zhizheng immediately came back to his senses and said respectfully: "Reporting to Third Uncle, these guys must have hurried over after seeing Third Uncle's actions in Qinghe Mansion, just to take the opportunity to steal food from us. "
In his words, he recounted what happened, without concealing his own operational errors.
Wang Zijia frowned for a while after hearing this, and had a new understanding of the boldness of these evil demons.
Knowing that this matter involves the Divine Lord, or that it is a feud between two top aristocratic families, yet they still want to take advantage of the chaos to intervene and make a profit. I have to say that he is indeed a celebrity of the heretical side!
Just as Wang Zijia was about to say something, the next moment, he felt another call for help.
"Okay, let's finish the consolidation of this city quickly!"
There was no time to say anything more. After leaving such a sentence, he disappeared in a flash. Only a new, powerful magic sword was left on the spot.
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Baituo Town, it is not quite appropriate to call it a town.
Originally, it was indeed a small town in Qinghe Prefecture. Later, the Murong family intervened and developed it into a market town because of its superior geographical location.
With more than a thousand years of development, it has become more prosperous than most of the county towns in Qinghe Prefecture, and it has become one of the most important resources of the Murong family.
Therefore, this place is not only guarded by a complete composite third-grade peak formation, but also by a real person from the Murong family, a guest real person who has just joined the company recently, and some other forces stationed.
When the great elder Chu Lin arrived with his men, no one negotiated with them, because the formation here had already started to operate, and it was obvious that they had received the news in advance.
And the guarding Murong Guangping had already completed the consensus and planned to take all the people in the market town to make the final resistance.
However, all this was just a futile struggle.
After all, Wang Zijia had obtained detailed information about Qinghe Prefecture, and Chu Ziyu had been telling him about it for half a month, so Wang Zijia certainly knew about it.
So he not only gave the elder Chu Lin a magic sword with a real person's fake spirit, but also gave him a jade talisman of the Infant God that he had tried to refine before.
After Chu Lin tried to attack the formation twice without success, he decisively flipped his hand, and a glass bead-sized bead that looked like a blood crystal appeared in his hand.
The bead was covered with cracks, and there was a faint flash of lava inside.
Chu Lin was a little nervous holding the bead. After all, he had practiced for many years, but he had never used a talisman.
Fortunately, Wang Zijia's jade talisman was simpler to use than a talisman.
As Chu Lin's thoughts touched, the round bead jade talisman instantly lit up a dangerous red light.
The next moment, Chu Lin input a wisp of weak mana, and the round bead in his hand expanded rapidly, turning into a dark red fireball the size of a round table in front of him.
"Gurgle!"
The terrifying heat wave made the Chu family members who followed behind him swallow their saliva.
Chu Lin concentrated on controlling the fireball with his mind, letting it slowly rise into the air, like a dim red sun.
"Swoosh!"
When Chu Lin completed the target lock, the burning fireball floating above his head instantly turned into a stream of light.
"Huh!"
Chu Lin exhaled a breath of exhaustion. Although this thing did not consume his mana, it was still a bit difficult to drive the infant god-level lava fireball with the peak of the wine-making consciousness.
"Puff!"
"Sizzle!"
"Puff..."
The next moment, the imagined peerless explosion did not happen.
The red sun collided with the formation shield, and then exploded into a pool of lava, covering half of the formation shield.
Immediately afterwards, subtle explosions and corrosive green smoke sounded alternately.
The third-grade peak composite formation that could withstand the attack of the infant god for half a quarter of an hour began to fluctuate rapidly.
"Pop!"
In just a few dozen breaths, it completely collapsed in front of the Chu family.
A lot of lava that had not yet exhausted its power fell into the city, but did not cause any commotion.
"Go!"
Seeing this, Chu Lin took the magic sword and rushed into the market.
But the accident happened again. The moment they entered the city, there was another formation, an illusion formation!
The well-organized defense in the market that they had seen before was completely an illusion.
As soon as they entered, the thick fog hit, and Chu Lin and his companions smelled a strong smell of blood. The city was full of broken corpses.
The whole city was filled with thick fog, and the visibility was less than five meters.
"Elder, it seems that someone came first?" One person looked at the scene with an ugly face and said.
Chu Lin shook his head and said, "The protective formation is intact. It is obviously done by someone inside."
"Elder, these people either had their souls sucked out before they died, or they all died in bliss! It should be the illusion of Murong Guangping of the Murong family and the newly promoted guest Feng Bainiang." A disciple checked the bodies for a while and reported back.
"What are they going to do?" Another person said with an ugly face.
"We will know what they are up to after we kill them!" Another person replied.
The elder Chu Lin brought the most people, hundreds of people in total, and more than 30 priests.
After a few words of communication, Chu Lin controlled the magic sword and killed towards the center of the market city.
"Woo woo!"
The next moment, a gloomy wind blew, and a large group of ghosts suddenly rushed out of the fog and pounced on everyone.
Among them, there were actually fierce ghosts with green faces and fangs, and flying head ghosts. The powerful aura startled everyone.
"Fight!"
The next moment, Chu Lin decisively activated the magic sword.
The magic sword flashed, and several evil spirits comparable to real people were directly transformed into phantoms and shattered!