Chapter 120: The Great God is on his way
There are many hidden caves around Fenxiang Valley, where a strange animal called Gray Pig lives, which looks like a domestic pig. Once an outsider invades, it will immediately warn. The bell sound is made by Gray Pig.
When the bell sounded, Yun Yilan and others left the quiet room and flew without waiting for the disciples to report.
Fenxiang Valley is very large, but the group arrived at the entrance in a short time.
Yun Yilan pressed the sword light and landed in front of the disciples with the elders. Looking up, he saw that a large number of Wu people had gathered outside Fenxiang Valley.
Even though there were many shadows in the dark night, it was roughly estimated that the number was more than all the disciples in the valley now.
The mountains and plains were full of Wu people!
On a small plain at the entrance of the valley, Yun Yilan and others’ pupils shrank.
They saw many old acquaintances!
Tu Ma Gu, Bai Yang, Ahetai…
These tribal leaders and wizards from different branches of the Wu Clan in the past have now gathered together, and even stood behind a woman! ?
Shangguan Ce even said “Huh——” and looked at a figure covered in a black robe behind the woman.
Even though he couldn’t see the other person’s description, Shangguan Ce was sure that the other person was Hei Mu!
“How is it possible… Old friend Hei Mu, why would you leave the place you have been guarding for many years and come to my Fenxiang Valley?”
Shangguan Ce and Hei Mu have some friendship, and he knows that this Hei Mu is an old monster whose age is unimaginable and has experienced the ups and downs of the ancient times.
This is… a lich!
Hei Mu looked up at Shangguan Ce, but answered in a hoarse voice: “Since the queen has returned, I am one of the seven warriors under the queen’s command in the past, so I should follow the queen.”
Queen!
This title made Yun Yilan and others pay more attention to the woman standing in the front.
After a closer look, they found that this witch looked… a little bit like a living person?
Ghost? Evil spirit? Lich?
Countless speculations arose in their minds, and they were rejected one by one.
The sacred aura lingering around this woman was not like a ghost, a lich, or a demon beast.
“My queen…” Yun Yilan murmured, and then said loudly, “Are you the witch queen who recently united the Wu tribe in Southern Xinjiang?”
“How dare you!”
The leader of the Qilidong Miao tribe, Tumagu, who originally split from the Wu tribe, stepped forward and shouted, “My queen is the queen of all the Wu tribes in Southern Xinjiang, so how can you say that you have united them recently!?”
“Yun Yilan, quickly return the Xuanhuo Altar, the treasure of our tribe, and we can continue to be neighbors. Otherwise, my people will fight to the death with you in Fenxiang Valley!”
Yun Yilan: “…”
No, brother, didn’t we drink tea and chat together not long ago?
It’s only been a few days, and you turned your face and didn’t recognize me! ?
“What a joke!”Shangguan Ce, who had guarded the Xuanhuo Altar for hundreds of years, laughed in anger, “When I built Fenxiang Valley eight hundred years ago, you couldn’t guard the Xuanhuo Altar. You couldn’t guard it then, and now you want to take it back with just a few words?”
This remark hit the sore spot of all the Wu clan members, and for a moment, all the Wu clan members who were blocking the Fenxiang Valley glared at them.
Linglong sighed, stepped forward, and raised her hand.
“Guardian Yun, Elder Shangguan, everyone. ”
Her voice was like the chirping of an oriole, which actually dispelled some of the gunpowder smell in the air.
“It is difficult to distinguish the grudges of the past, but it is a fact that the Xuanhuo Altar belongs to our clan. It has been occupied by your Fenxiang Valley for eight hundred years. If it were in the past, it would be fine, but——”
She changed the subject, and what she said made everyone in Fenxiang Valley look at each other in surprise.
“——Now that the God Lord that our clan has believed in for generations has come to the world, Linglong needs the Xuanhuo Altar as a place for sacrifice to welcome the God Lord Donghuang Taiyi. Valley Master Yun, if you insist on stopping and refuse to return the Xuanhuo Altar, then Linglong can only fight with your Fenxiang Valley. ”
Yun Yilan didn’t hear anything else clearly, but he heard the word Linglong clearly.
Linglong… Linglong…
He recalled the secret books in Fenxiang Valley and many ancient legends of the witch clan. His expression changed drastically: “You are the witch Linglong from thousands of years ago! ? How is it possible! ? How can you still be alive! ? ”
“It is the grace of the Lord God that Linglong can be resurrected and enter the path of ghost immortals. ”
Take a step forward from Linglong Tower, and a strong pressure has been released from her body.
She is not strong enough to fight against the beast god who has not been resurrected yet, and her strength has not recovered to its peak, but even so, she cannot let down the name of Donghuang Witch.
I thought it would be difficult for me to reunite the witch clan, but I never thought that among the seven warriors under my command in the past, there are still two people, Hei Mu and Hei Hu, who are still alive.
Although one of them has turned into a lich and the other has become a fierce spirit, they are still my subordinates in the past.
With the two of them here, plus the only thing I have is According to the ancient legend of the Wu clan, only the witch Linglong could master the witchcraft. Linglong really unified the Wu clan in a short period of time. (To read the novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)
Since the Wu clan has been unified, the next step is undoubtedly to spread the inspiration of the East Emperor. For this purpose, the sacred object Xuanhuo Altar used for sacrifice has become a must.
The contradiction between the Wu clan and Fenxiang Valley has become an unsolvable knot.
It’s just that the Wu clan has its own way to prove Linglong’s identity, but the people of Fenxiang Valley are unwilling to believe that a witch who has been dead for thousands of years can still come back to life.
“What a joke! What a witch Linglong! You must be a spy of the Demon Cult!”
The hot-tempered Lü Shun couldn’t help it and pointed at Linglong and started to scold.
“What a courage!!! ”
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Already somewhat dissatisfied with being robbed by Tumagu, the Li tribe’s Ahetai, who had been eager to try, immediately jumped out and raised his hand to launch a burst of black fire magic towards Fenxiang Valley.
He had been hesitating whether to join the Beast God, but now that the Queen had returned and said that the Lord of God had descended, he was mentally ill to pledge his loyalty to the Beast God.
Ahetai’s move instantly detonated the gunpowder barrel, and the war between Fenxiang Valley and the Witch Clan finally broke out.
In an instant, witchcraft and Taoism collided, and the two sides fought directly at the entrance of Fenxiang Valley.
The two sides have been neighbors for generations, and each knows each other’s methods. Ordinary Witch Clan warriors are naturally no match for the Fenxiang Valley disciples, but they are numerous and fearless, and for a while, many people against one person can draw a tie.
Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, since the people below have already started fighting, Yun Yilan and others naturally went to the top of the Witch Clan.
At that moment, Shangguan Ce stopped the clan leaders and the witch demon Heimu (Heihu was almost unable to leave the Demon-Suppressing Ancient Cave because he turned into a fierce spirit), and Yun Yilan was surrounded by flames and soared into the sky.
“I don’t care if you are Linglong! Want to return to the Xuanhuo Altar? Show us your true colors!!!!”
Linglong sighed again, raised her eyes, and flew into the sky with Yun Yilan.
…Dividing line…
Under the Xuanhuo Altar.
The beautiful big fox suddenly opened her eyes.
It was obviously the true form of a fox demon, but she had a charming look. Even if her blue eyes showed a doubtful look, they seemed to be full of affection and captivating.
As the old saying goes, people with peach blossom eyes will think that a dog is full of affection when they see it – this also applies to foxes.
The nine fluffy tails swung, and the nine-tailed fox Xiaobai murmured: “Why is there a fight outside?”
A hundred miles away, on the mountain road, in the carriage
Shen Xingke lazily leaned against the soft couch, his legs rather wantonly placed on Jin Ping’er’s plump and white legs under her skirt, enjoying her delicate massage, but suddenly raised his eyes.
The window on one side of the carriage opened automatically, revealing the deep blue night outside.
“Brother Taiyi?”
“Young Master?”
Xiaohuan and Jin Ping’er looked at the same time.
Shen Xingke took Jin Ping’er in his arms, played with her little hand, and laughed: “Linglong is a proud person, did you come to the door so soon?”
“Good horses, hurry up.”
The two white horses that were moving forward leisurely snorted, and auspicious clouds rose under their feet like fairy beasts, and they stepped into the air and took the carriage straight into the sky.
Zhou Yixian, who was dozing on the shaft of the carriage, woke up with a start and clung to the carriage, leaving a string of screams in the air.
“Sir, you never told me that this carriage can fly! Aa …
