Necropolis Immortal Chapter 62: Xuanhe River Bank
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Lu Yun didn't expect that the slaying of the Xuanwu Heavenly Soldiers would be so terrifying, and in a blink of an eye, he slaughtered the Ge family to death.
If it wasn't for the Ba family that had been driven out of here, and only one Ba Chuyi was left here to serve, I am afraid this Xuanshui City Ba family would also be destroyed.
After slaughtering all the members of the Ge family, the murderous aura of the remaining ninety-nine Xuanwu Heavenly Soldiers instantly dispersed, and they returned to Lu Yun in an orderly manner.
At this moment, drops of blood are constantly dripping from their bodies.
A total of one hundred and one Xuanwu Heavenly Soldiers came. In addition to the 100 Golden Pill Stage Xuanwu Heavenly Soldiers, there was also a Yuandan Stage Centurion named Youtu.
Just now, Youtu Yijian slashed the strong master of the Ge family.
Although the strong master of the Primordial Divine Realm is blinded by the illusion, but being able to kill him with a single sword is enough to see Youtu's strength.
"Let's go."
Lu Yun took a deep look at these basalt soldiers, his expression was a bit complicated, Lu Yun didn't know whether it was right or wrong to let these basalt soldiers become his private soldiers. The Xuanwu Heavenly Soldier is a terrifying double-edged sword, and it should never be used easily.
The Xuanwu Heavenly Soldier said nothing, lifted the bodies of two dead companions, followed Lu Yun, and left here.
"Xuanwu Heavenly Soldier, it really deserves its reputation!"
Lu Yuanhou, who had been hiding in the dark, finally came out, his face also slightly pale.
"It's just a bunch of butchers!"
Feng Li also murmured.
In the final analysis, people like Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou, even though they were born in Langxietian, have also killed people... But this is the first time I have seen such a **** massacre.
"Lu Yun is following these basalt soldiers, I am afraid it will be difficult to deal with."
Feng Li's face became a little ugly.
"Lu Yun, I won't kill you...I, Lu Yuanhou, vowed not to give up!"
Lu Yuanhou gritted his teeth, and the painful beating in Xuanzhou City made Lu Yuanhou's face lost. Even if Lu Yuanhou designed to treat Lu Yun's maid as a sacrifice for the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice, it would be difficult to dispel his hatred.
"You want to kill Lu Yun?"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in Lu Yuanhou's ear.
"Uncle Wu!"
Lu Yuanhou's face changed drastically.
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"What should I do now?"
Qing Han could see that Lu Yun's concern for Wanfeng made him feel a very uncomfortable feeling inexplicably...Is it jealous?
"Go to the altar and see if you can find a way to change the wind."
Lu Yun's face is still a little gloomy, and his mood is a little irritable.
Just after coming out of that ghastly big grave, before he could digest his gains, let alone rest, someone desperately made trouble for him.
"You go back to the City Lord's Mansion first, you don't need to do the next thing."
Lu Yun turned around and said to Youtu.
Youtu expressionless, turned around and left here with the remaining 98 Xuanwu Heavenly Soldiers.
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Fifty miles away from Xicheng Gate of Xuanshui County, is Xuanhe.
The Xuanhe River is about six or seven miles wide. It originated from the tomb beyond the emperor's level in the middle of Xuanzhou. It runs through half of Xuanzhou and flows north into the North Sea.
The water of the Xuanhe River is as dark as ink, and there are no creatures in it. Within five miles of the Xuanhe River, there is no grass growing.
The altar of Xuanhe Great Festival stands on the bank of Xuanhe River.
At this time, because of the weather, a black mist was enveloped on Xuanhe, and the Xuanhe altar in the distance became faint.
"Bring the wind!"
When he came close to the altar, Lu Yun saw at a glance that he fell on the altar and turned the wind on top of the altar.
Beside Wan Feng, there are also nine pairs of virgins.
The best quality of the original Xuanhe Great Sacrifice is not only these, in addition to the nine pairs of virgin boys and girls, it also needs hundreds of immortal cultivators.
But this time, because the pill cultivator of the Celestial Spiritual Root, Wanfeng, was used as a sacrifice, the misfortune of the other hundreds of celestial cultivators was spared.
Everything about the Xuanhe Great Sacrifice should have been deployed by the State Shepherd, and these sacrifices must also be prepared by the State Shepherd.
But now Lu Yun is just an ordinary person with no cultivation skills in everyone's eyes, and it is not his turn to preside over the Xuanhe Festival.
Qing Han's main purpose for coming here is to host the Xuanhe Festival.
However, three days ago, when Lu Yun, Li Youcai, Mo Yi and the other city masters entered Wanzhen Mountain, there was no more news.
When Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou came here, the principals of Xuanshui City and even the entire Xuanshui County were gone, so the two of them simply took over all matters of the Xuanhe Festival with the token of the Emperor of Heaven in their hands.
Xuanhe Great Sacrifice, sacrifices the river **** with living creatures, and during the sacrifice process, he will get feedback from the river god, and many people will get great benefits.
Feng Li and Lu Yuanhou have heard about it a long time ago, and they will never let this opportunity pass.
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"Don't go there!"
Qing Han and Mo Yi saw Lu Yun about to board the altar, and hurriedly stopped him.
"The power of the altar has now been activated, and the altar is surrounded by an invisible barrier. If you pass, you will inevitably be backlashed by the altar."
Mo Yi said quickly.
"How...how could the altar be activated. The paper sacrificial text that opened the altar is clearly in my hand."
Qing Han looked at the altar shrouded in black light, and her expression changed.
To stimulate the power of the altar, a special sacrificial text is needed, but that sacrificial text is in the hands of Qing Han, and it is absolutely impossible for others to activate the altar.
At this moment, Qing Han is also a little at a loss.
Originally, this sacrificial text was kept in the hands of Xuanzhou Mu. After the fall of the previous generation of Xuanzhou Mu, it was taken back by Langxie Heavenly Court and did not fall into Lu Yun's hands.
Lu Yun also calmed down.
"Qing Han, do you think this altar is familiar."
Suddenly, Lu Yun said to Qing Han.
"Huh?"
Qing Han was startled, and then he carefully looked at the altar in front of him, "It is very similar to the altar at the Zhenshui Ancient City site, but much smaller."
"Is there any connection between the two?"
Qing Han is also a smart person, and he immediately thinks of many things.
"This altar was probably activated by our own hands."
Lu Yun murmured.
"What?"
Mo Yi and Qing Han were both stunned.
"The altar in the ancient city of Zhenshui was suppressed by the floating figure. After we took the floating figure away, the altar in the ancient city of Zhenshui was resurrected...it happened to be the three days we entered the tomb. The power of this altar Has also been activated."
Lu Yun carefully observed this altar, and he found that the runes on the altar were exactly the same as the runes on the altar in the Zhenshui ancient city site.
Even the structure and layout of the altar are similar.
It's just that the altar in Zhenshui City is about ten feet high, standing there like a hill, but the altar in front of you is only three to four feet tall.
"If I guess it is right, even if you don't go to Wanjin Mountain, you can still get a picture of the floating life, with the sacrificial text in your hand"
Lu Yun didn't have the expressions of Guan Qinghan and Mo Yi, he just said to himself.
Lu Yun walks among the ancient tombs all year round, studying the layout of various ancient tombs. What he is best at is calculation.
Some things that are almost impossible to connect together are a subtle and mysterious pattern.
Similarly, everything in the world is the same...something that seems to have no direct connection, as long as you calculate it, you will find that there are some inevitable connections among them.
For example, the floating figure and the Xuanhe festival.
Mo Yi didn't care when he heard that Qing Han got the floating map.
Although the floating figure is an immortal tool that surpasses the ninth rank, Mo Yi's personality is indifferent. Immortal objects have no meaning to her.
"Who!"
Suddenly, Lu Yun looked at the center of Xuanhe suddenly and shouted loudly.
In the center of Xuanhe, I didn't know when a huge vortex was rolled up. Lu Yun saw a white figure slowly rising in the center of the vortex.
"Someone is coming?"
Qing Han and Mo Yi's expressions changed, but neither of them saw the whirlpool in Xuanhe, let alone the figure in the whirlpool.