My Debauched Devotion Chapter 96: Kuang Gu Long Ming

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Millions of mouths, millions of chants, millions of pilgrimage souls.

The Mingyue sound is high and wide, and it is so neat that it resonates with the Mingwu to a certain extent.

Obviously it came out from the ground, but it seemed to drop from the sky, stirring the eardrums and shaking the soul.

Xiao Ran once encountered, suspected members of the apostle were preaching, and the sound of the ghost summoning the netherworld was extremely obscure and harsh, making the scalp numb.

The sound of the underworld is much more vast, and there is a sense of ancient emptiness, which shocks people from the bottom of their hearts.

As if it is not Nether who is calling, but something else...

This is the end of the matter.

Xiao Ran has no way to kill millions of people in the city, nor can he stop millions from singing, or awaken the devilish state of millions of people with the power of resonance.

The only thing he can do is get the stele.

Whatever the enemy needs, he will grab something.

There is nothing wrong with this.

Xiao Ran hadn't even set off yet, the mist that gathered spirally in the air quickly fell and enveloped the two of them.

Xiao Ran's heart tightened.

Undoubtedly, this is the mist that guided Liu Mingyang and Liu Mingyang to remove the stone tablet in the maze!

The ordinary mist above Wuyan City comes from the body of the Great Ming.

And this kind of mist is probably the mist controlled by the primates.

The two look exactly the same, which is easy to confuse.

So much so that Liu Mingyang, and even Master, were irritated by the mist one after another, and suffered a great loss.

"Close your breath!"

Xiao Ran reminded.

Ling Zhouyue was in the misty mist, and the familiar feeling came again, she had to stop her breath forcibly:

"This woman is really nasty, you have to pay attention."

"Master should pay attention to you, right?"

For Xiao Ran, it is difficult for this mist to extract his spiritual power, nor can it penetrate into his body.

But for Ling Zhouyue, taking a sip of the mist is addictive.

All the five senses in the mist will disappear, except for the misty mist, nothing can be seen.

"Master, are you okay?"

Xiao Ran asked.

Listening to Xiao Ran's sudden serious tone, Ling Zhouyue probably understood what he meant.

"Do you want to induce the bones of the blood moon to break through the underworld?"

"Will you die?"

"If you have your help and the two people cooperate in a tacit understanding, it should be able to control the deaths and injuries to less than one million people. Would you like to try?"

Below a million people...

Xiao Ran helplessly said:

"Forget it, the body of these million long-chunkong practitioners is not a serious problem, even if the soul is used, it may not die. Let's try our best to grab the stone monument."

Speaking like this, Xiao Ran penetrated through the layers of fog with resonance, and quickly located the position of the stele.

The delicate female voice that seemed to be able to let out water once again sounded beside Xiao Ran, touching him gently.

"Xiao Ran, you carry the lives and deaths of millions of people on your shoulders, do you really want to fight with me?"

Why, do you still want to turn fighting into jade?

Xiao Ran said calmly.

"Let’s talk about your plan. If you think it’s okay, I won’t stop you."

A delicate female voice:

"My plan is only to use the soul power of a million people to control this Da Ming. As long as it succeeds, these people will lose the memory of these few days at most, and there will be no damage."

Xiao Ran thought for a while, this plan makes sense in theory, but--

"What if it fails?"

The delicate female voice sighed:

"This is just a slightly advanced plan to save the world. If Da Ming is allowed to swallow mortals, or Li Wuxie swings his sword to cut the Ming, these people will also have to die."

Xiao Ran sneered and pointed to the core of the problem.

"This Da Ming was called by you!"

The delicate female voice did not deny it either.

"I just summoned the time and place where it appeared. I speeded up the doomsday process in order to find a way to reverse the doomsday. Even if I don’t summon it, this Da Ming will devour the same city someday. You should be fortunate that Wuyan City is just a small city."

Xiao Ran asked:

"Have you found a way to reverse the doomsday?"

The delicate female voice was silent for a while, only saying:

"It's coming soon."

Xiao Ran asked again:

"Since your plan is so good, why not discuss and implement it with Daomeng?"

The female voice asked:

"How did you know that people without the Dao League participated?"

Xiao Ran sneered.

"It’s no use what you say. The more you say, the more afraid I will get the stele. Before the death of the national teacher, why didn’t I see you talking so much? In the world, the national teacher is your trump card. Who would have thought that the national teacher would lose to me? The national teacher was dead and wanted to stop me by ventriloquism. Do you think it is possible?"

"..."

The fact that Xiao Ran said, if it weren't for Jianzhong Mountain to hide his strength, otherwise let Xiaowu know that he has a fighting power that beats the golden core, the primate is afraid that he will send stronger people to perform the task.

The delicate female voice is speechless.

Xiao Ran's mouth sprayed, but his flight speed was not slow, and he headed straight for the stele.

Ling Zhouyue followed Xiao Ran, not saying a word, just drinking, nodding from time to time, and applauding the apprentice's performance.

However, she seemed to understand the specific content of what the two said, and she was too lazy to understand.

I don't know how long it has been flying, the delicate female voice said again:

"In the Age of the End of Dharma, you thought that the correct common sense might not be so correct, Xiao Ran, one day you will understand that while you are content with the status quo and overprotecting mortals, you are also continuing to live for the netherworld."

"Okay, I am waiting for that day."

Xiao Ran's heart is firm and undistracted, he runs the power of resonance to speed up the flight.

Facts have proved that, apart from being a lot of words, Mingwu also physically interfered with the flight speed of the two of Xiao Ran.

By the time the two caught up with the inscription, the inscription had already flown to the edge of the city.

Cao Yun and Liu Mingyang let go of the stele and let the stele fly towards the wall.

Under the control of Mingwu, their eyes were black, stopping Xiao Ran and the other two.

Xiao Ran feels bad.

"It seems that this woman not only wants to control Da Ming, but also wants to get a stele."

Ling Zhouyue nodded, directly bypassing Liu Mingyang and the two, and went straight to the stele.

Wait for Xiao Ran to fly near the two.

The two of them put their palms together and shouted together:

"Spiritual explosion!"

The spirit explosion can directly detonate the Dantian Qihai and bury Xiaoran by self-detonation.

Fortunately, Xiao Ran's body is fast enough, the soles of his feet shake, and his body shape flashes before appearing between the two.

Grabbing both foreheads with both hands, both palms shook.

Boom! boom!

The two people were shocked by the sky spirit cover, the shock penetrated the whole body in an instant, and the mist burst out from the seven orifices.

The two flesh bodies were blown up and fell through the air.

Fortunately, the method of detonating the dantian was terminated, and the two people's dantian was unharmed, and the mist retreated, and the two woke up in the air.

Hurry up, his capacity landed steadily, and he took the medicine to recover his body as soon as possible.

Liu Mingyang came over in one breath, and the scene just now came to his mind, looking up at Xiao Ran, he was no longer visible.

Cao Yundao:

"To the effect, I was actually controlled by the mist!"

Liu Mingyang recovered.

"It was Xiao Ran who saved us. If we were too late just now, the three of us would have to die... Do you now know who General Xiao is?"

Cao Yun was taken aback.

"General Xiao?"

East of the Netherworld.

Fitting the Dao League two, Xiao Ran looked up.

Master has been chasing the stone tablet, rushing into the turbulence of the dark wall.

Looking back at Wuyan City, he no longer hesitated, and hurried into the Nether Wall.

……

Outside the city of Wuyan.

It's still night.

Five giant torches were placed in the air around the Netherworld, east, west, south and north.

The spray of flame seems to penetrate everything, turning the outer layer of the black mist to yellow.

Like five lighthouses in the turbulence of space, trying to guide the hunters out of the underworld.

But it's useless.

Six days have passed since the appearance of the underworld.

Five and a half days have passed since the first hunters entered the underworld.

So far, no one has left the underworld!

The level of this Netherworld event has also been upgraded from Class C to Class A!

Hundreds of cultivators, shadowy, guarding the weakest entrance of the underworld.

Among them.

There are Li Wuxie, the leader of the Eastern Floating Dao League, the arrest of Ta Hongzi, and dozens of other arrests.

There are high-level headhunters from the Dao League Headquarters Zhu Mingfu, Ouyang Cheng, and a group of Zhu Ming hunters who were forced to stay in the underworld.

There are representatives of Zongzhishan, the commandment elders, the Huangfu group and several commandment teachers.

As well as the heads and elders of the nearby Zizong and officials of the Huo Fen Nation in nearby counties.

Standing at the front of the entrance is Li Wuxie, Ouyang Cheng and Huangfu Group.

Because Ling Zhouyue and Xiao Ran are deeply trapped in the realm of the world, Huangfuqun paced back and forth, their gloomy faces as cold as ice sculptures, reflecting the flickering flames.

Holding his hands straight on his back, he paced anxiously to Li Wuxie's side, then stopped the trail suddenly:

"Leader Li, what are you waiting for? No one wants such a thing to happen, but the matter is here. Trying to save the cultivator is the first priority! This time is only in the distracting state. It can be cut, not to mention that after Zhanming, the three of me tried their best to rescue, and the casualties in the city were not as great as you thought."

Li Wuxie closed his eyes and thought, without speaking.

Ouyang Cheng shouted:

"What do you take human lives for? That's three million living human lives. Without a mass of mortals as a foundation, where are the cultivators?"

Ouyang Cheng is the cousin of Zongzhishan Ouyang, but he looks much younger, and his cultivation level is also a realm, which is a realm of distraction.

It is quite related to Zongzhi Mountain.

He is a very tall middle-aged man with a messy scar on his face. He is thin, but strong, his strength and status are shown in a blue and black cloak.

Huangfuqun paced in front of Ouyang City again, and argued with reason:

"Wait, they must be able to live? What's more, Cao Yun of the Dao League, my Zong Xiaoran, are all geniuses that have emerged in recent years, and there is no one out of three million people."

Ouyang Cheng gave him a faint look.

"Have you finally admitted that Xiao Ran is a Tianjiao? You hid it deeply before."

Huangfuqun was startled and waved his sleeves angrily.

"When are you still worrying about this? Xiao Ran is still second, my sword elder Ling Zhouyue also entered the underworld with the cultivation of Qi, and her cultivation beads are separated outside the underworld. If she is forced If you are in a hurry, you will surely use the cultivating pearl to connect inside and outside, stimulating the force of the tide to penetrate the underworld, and then many people will die."

"There is such a thing?!"

Ouyang Cheng looked at Li Wuxie.

Li Wuxie closed his eyes and nodded.

Huangfu Qun said again:

"If faced with a life-and-death crisis, are you willing to give your life to the sword headed by Li, or to the sword of Ling Zhouyue?"

Ouyangcheng's scalp tingles when he thinks of the woman who doesn't care.

"This matter is not trivial. I must apply to Zhu Haofu."

"No need to apply."

Li Wuxie slowly opened his drooping black eyelids.

Sacrifice a slender, naive silver spirit sword!

Ouyang Cheng's eyes freeze.

How many years have passed, he once again saw this nightmare that countless people in the college had in the past——

Thinking innocent.

Li Wuxie is about to draw his sword.

Suddenly~IndoMTL.com~The wind is blowing everywhere, the wind is gathering!

"What's the situation!"

Ouyangcheng draws his sword instinctively.

In a blink of an eye, the heavy rain poured out five torches instantly, and the black mist plunged into darkness again.

Everyone looked up at the sky.

Rogue——

A reckless dragon chant covers the world!

Like the ancient thunder.

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