Chapter 615

Yu Shangrong fell on the branch, holding the sword of eternal life and closing his eyes.

According to his current thinking, as long as it is not provoking his own, the rest will be ignored.

The purpose of his trip is to stay in the mire for 49 days.

……

After a while, the long dragon like practitioners flew to the mud pool.

Stopped.

Yu Shangrong felt strange. He opened his eyes slightly and saw the group of practitioners through the dense leaves.

In the moonlight, these practitioners are extremely strange. They are all dressed in purple cloaks. They even wrap their heads around their heads. They can't see their faces clearly. They are gloomy as a whole.

In particular, it is suspended and placed in a long team, which seems to be extraordinarily infiltrating.

"The front is where the bones are buried According to the plan, we need to manipulate all the skeletons of the dead. "

"For hundreds of years, there have been a lot of dead people in the place where bones are buried Most of the dead in the nearby cities will be thrown here and buried with high-level sacrificial rites. "

One of them flew forward, skimmed over the mud and looked at the place where the bones were buried. He said in a loud voice:

"great sages, they deserve our respect Their soul and will will will be passed on after death. "

After that, several practitioners also flew over.

Their eyes fell on the skeleton in the burial ground.

These skeletons are one of the cards left by Loulan people.

When Yu Shangrong saw this scene, he relaxed a little.

Obviously they're working on skeletons

The place of burying bones is one of Loulan's cards. The upper class gathered them together in the name of respecting the dead. In fact, I hope they can still guard Loulan after their death. And witchcraft will be the key to manipulating these skeletons.

……

Yu Shangrong withdrew his eyes and ignored them. Instead, he closed his eyes and prepared to go to bed.

At this time, those purple robed practitioners all flew to the mire.

It's a circle around the mire.

"Do it."

"Praise."

The front of the purple robe practitioner presses his chest with his hand, then closes his palms and drags it to the sky.

There was a faint purple glow in the palm.

A purple light flew towards the place where the bones were buried.

The aperture fell and fell on a skeleton. The skeleton seemed to have life and moved for a moment.

"Line up."

The other purple robed practitioners hold up their palms at the same time according to their standing positions.

Look up to the sky!

The hoods wrapped in their heads fell down, and their foreheads were all engraved with purple lotus flowers, which lit up one by one at the moment of witchcraft.

Hum The energy of Yuan Qi is surging.

"Kan Art Bu Cast Floating Wood You Quantity Xin... "

I read out a string of incantations that I can't understand and float out along the purple gas, mobilizing the vitality between heaven and earth.

One after another, purple sorcery circle, at the foot of the generation.

Snoring.

Snoring.

In the clear water area in the middle of the mire, the blisters are fierce.

The purple robe practitioners were puzzled.

"Watch out, there are living people."

As wizarding practitioners, their perception of the dead is far more than that of ordinary people, as well as the living.

They looked at the area of the pool and looked at each other.

For a moment, stop and focus on the pool.

"Sorry."

A gentle voice came from the nearby jungle.

The purple robed practitioners were stunned and looked at the past in a hurry and looked up one after another.

In the moonlight, the voice of the practitioner, slowly flying out of the jungle, suspended in front, the light fell on his blue robe, somewhat lonely. But in his body but also exudes the unpredictable breath.

This is the leisurely walk among the masters all year round, and the self-confidence to survive on the blade.

Yu Shangrong took the lead:

"if you can, please go to other places to perform witchcraft..."

"Why?" The leading sorcerer said strangely.

Yu Shangrong raised his head, looked at the moonlight and said, "don't you think it's quiet and peaceful here, and it's very suitable for rest?"

"I'm sorry, my friend We were ordered to act. Witchcraft must be performed here. " Another practitioner said.

"The place where the bones are buried is very large. If you change the location, it will not affect..." Yu Shangrong said with a gentle smile, "I sincerely hope you will accept my suggestions."

A sorcerer in the rear disapproved and said:

"why do we change places and you don't? You want to rest, there are many good places! It's the best place we've chosen to perform witchcraft here

"Me too." Yu Shangrong simply responded with three words."My friend, please leave."

Yu Shangrong gently shook his head and sighed: "as you wish, you can stay."

When words fall.

The sword whirled out of his arms.

One to two, two to four, four to eight

The dense sword Gang appears instantly, condensing the formation in the air.

Fate of sword devil!

"No! Defend

Many practitioners raised their hands in a hurry, and a huge purple barrier appeared in the magic circle.

The fate of the sword demon is like a rainstorm.

Bang bang bang bang!

The sword Gang destroys the withered and decayed, crushing the magic barrier.

The rest of the sword Gang suddenly passed through the chest of several practitioners

More than 50 people of witchcraft practitioners died in a flash.

The rest of them, terrified, kept practicing witchcraft.

Yu Shangrong raised his right hand.

The sword flew back to his hand, held it tightly, and stepped forward in the air.

"Block it!"

"Kill him!"

Several purple circles formed and flew toward Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong's body is like electricity. He shuttles forward with a sword!

Countless sword Gang, blow those purple circles to fly!

Bang bang bang!

At the same time, I don't know when the sword gang in the air formed and fell straight down through the chest of those who were attacked.

Poop!

Poop!

One body after another fell.

In a twinkling of an eye, only a dozen of the fifty witchcraft practitioners were left.

The head practitioner frowned and said, "retreat!"

Waving their robes, more than ten people turned around and ran.

"Sorry No one can go. "

If we let them go and go back to report, then we can do it?

Yu Shangrong's whole body speed broke out. The light red light on his sword was much brighter than before!

Great magic power!

Twinkle!

A sword goes through a backward man.

Keep moving forward, step in the air and flash!

Four or five well-trained witchcraft practitioners turn back and push out purple circles.

With the experience of the great wizard against the enemy, Yu Shangrong Si did not give those purple energy a chance to get close to him, and immediately waved the sword of eternal life.

Sword without trace!

Dense sword marks are formed around!

Several purple circles are swept by the extreme sword gang.

When they looked up, Yu Shangrong had already appeared above them, his arms stretched out, and under his arms, a row of swords went straight down.

Whew, whew, whew!

The sword Gang fell down and penetrated their bodies.

"The swordsman of Dayan?"

In the twinkling of an eye, there was only one person left.

After running for a distance, the man stopped and turned to face Yu Shangrong.

He knows, there's no need to run!

Yu Shangrong raised his sword in his hand, shook his head and said, "this is not my original intention But I have no choice. "

“……”

The leader said, "are all the practitioners so shameless and despicable?"

"You say yes, that's right..." Yu Shangrong was too lazy to fight with others.

"Ha ha I admit, Dayan's fighting power is very strong. But this time You're only killing low-level wizards. If you kill me Wang Cheng is bound to investigate. By then Even if you run to the ends of the earth, you will be chased. "

"Is this a threat?" Yu Shangrong Rao was very interested.

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