Chapter 1191
This scene shocked all the elders, and all the weapons in their hands were aimed at Ming Siqiu.
Mingkong Aoqing even asked: "Say, who are you?"
Ming Sijiu himself was also stunned, how could the double generated by the Golden Cicada Shelling Amulet not disappear after such a long time.
She quickly threw away her white jade rapier, and raised her hands to show that humans and animals are harmless.
"I'm really smart!
Have you forgotten, I said before that you can only escape successfully with the substitute talisman paper.
This is the substitute generated by the Golden Cicada Shelling Talisman, and I don't know why she still exists. "
"Stand still and don't move!"
Ming Zong glanced at Ming Sijiu suspiciously, then walked to the side of the corpse, squatted down and rolled over.
The soft touch from the fingertips, and the viscous stagnation of the scarlet liquid.
So real, it's totally real!
For a moment, Ming Zong felt that this broken corpse was Ming Siqiu, and the grief and indignation in his heart almost rushed out of his throat.
At this time, his fingers ran across the bun on the head, and his fingertips passed through the two white jade hairpins.
"Wait, what's going on here?"
Ming Zong noticed this, moved his finger back, and moved it towards the white jade hairpin.
A strange scene appeared, the finger did not touch the real thing, but passed through the hairpin.
Hairpins are false images that do not exist in themselves.
At this moment, Ming Zong finally heaved a sigh of relief, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart.
Ming Sijiu didn't lie, the one on the ground is a double, but he doesn't know why the body of the double is so real.
He turned his head and nodded to the elders, saying, "Don't be nervous, the corpse on the ground is fake.
The physical body is very real, but the utensils carried on the body are all false images and cannot be touched. "
Ming Siqiu folded his arms, and snorted coldly: "I said it before, I escaped only with a substitute talisman.
This is a treasure from 500 years ago, and it is very powerful, but why the double has a physical body, I don't know. "
Everyone couldn't help but lament the magic of the ancient times, but now there is no time to find out the reason. The first task is to catch Mo Junrong's gang of intruders.
The elders continued to rush upstairs, and when they reached the seventy-fifth floor, they heard light footsteps upstairs.
Wentian Pavilion is very quiet, the footsteps are so obvious, as if they are ringing in the ears.
"It's upstairs, get ready!"
Mingkong Aoqing reminded all the elders that he snapped open the folding fan and led the team step by step towards the stairs.
Looking up, the top of the stairs was pitch black, and no one could be seen.
Maybe Mo Junrong and his gang set up a trap, or maybe they didn't.
To be on the safe side, Mingkong Aoqing blocked the folding fan to his throat, then jumped forward and suddenly jumped up.
As soon as his upper body jumped out of the stairs, Ming Kong Aoqing caught a glimpse of a circle of blurred figures in the dark space.
The figures surrounded the stairway, leaving only space for the two of them.
In an instant he understood that the group of intruders had indeed set a trap.
He wanted to block the stairs and let the elders of Qianyunzong come up one by one to die.
It's a good idea, when I was young, I also practiced the method of body training, and I was already familiar with the art of breaking the iron fan.
In the midst of the flashes, among the figures surrounding the stairway, a bright metallic luster was reflected.
Ming Kong Aoqing would not give these people a chance to wield their weapons, so he kicked hard at the banister of the stairs with his left foot.
Click, under the huge kick force, the armrest snapped off.
Relying on this reaction force, his body spun like a top with his right toe as a pointing point.
The folding fan in his hand swept out, knocking back the weapons that the four people had just raised recently.
This is not over yet, he continued to use the speed of rotation to free his left hand to hold the right handrail of the stairs.
Click, the wooden handrail and three railings were pulled down like shortbread.
Then it was thrown horizontally again, smashing towards the dark figures around it with a howl.
Hong Rang and the thirty-six Tianming Palace disciples surrounded the stairs, originally wanting to take advantage of the narrow stairs,
Come and bully the few with more.
Who knew that the elders of Qian Yunzong didn't play their cards according to the routine, instead of walking up, they rushed up.
And as soon as they showed up, they attacked first, and they didn't even have much reaction time.
Among them, the disciples of Destiny Palace who reacted quickly were kicked back by the other party as soon as they showed their weapons.
Then the wooden handrail and the railing were thrown head-on, scaring everyone to back away.
Damn, who is this Qianyunzong elder? He is more fierce than Ming Sijiu!
Immediately afterwards, they heard the elder shouting down the stairs.
"Come up quickly, they set up an ambush and want to open the gap!"
Hearing this, Hong Yang became anxious, and immediately called other Tianming Palace disciples to attack.
"Hurry up, block the stairs, don't let them all come up!"
"What's the blockage, you're courting death!"
The second person to rush forward was Elder Ming Zong.
His eyes were like fiery coals, flickering with anger in the darkness, as if the air would be ignited at any moment.
These bastards brought by Mo Junrong dared to hurt Ming Sijiu, and almost took Ming Sijiu's life.
The corpse lying on the ground on the fifty floors, although it is a magic double, but such a cruel death made Ming Zong feel as uncomfortable as a knife.
It's too much, I have to teach these bastards a lesson, and get angry for Ming Si!
In fact, Elder Ming Zong's cultivation is not as good as Ming Sijiu.
But now that everyone is in the Wentian Pavilion, there is no such thing as cultivation base, what is fighting is courage and skill.
Ming Zong held a seven-foot long stick in his hand, with black iron as the core and covered with lightning-strike stone spikes.
At a glance, it is a mace with 90% of its surface covered with spikes.
When swung, the lightning strike stone spikes will make a shocking buzzing sound, and at the same time, there will be faint electric sparks flickering.
This magic weapon dug out from Wentian Peak's warehouse perfectly fit Ming Zong's irritable and angry mood at this time.
It waved like a tornado, forcing the disciples of the Destiny Palace to avoid it.
Ming Zong and Ming Kong Aoqing crazily attacked the surroundings, regardless of whether they could hit someone or not, they tried their best to move.
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In this way, they successfully forced the disciples of Destiny Palace back.
Other elders also came up from the stairs one after another, waving their weapons to help, creating more space.
Soon, all the eighteen elders climbed to the seventy-sixth floor and lined up to confront the intruders.
Seeing all the elders of Qianyunzong rushing up, the disciples of Tianming Palace felt guilty, gathered together and shrank to the other side of the hall.
They will fight for a long time with one elder Ming Siju, and now there are seventeen other elders to help.
Whether they can hold on is hard to say.
Hong Rang waved his fingers lightly, and signaled: "Light up the lampstand, the light will be brighter, it will be good for us."
As the voice fell, thirty-seven lampstands lit up one after another, filling the dark hall with light.
At this time, the two sides saw each other's faces clearly. After a moment of surprise, the tension in the air quickly intensified.