Chapter 107 The Fall of Yang Qiongqing
A hidden mountain col on the northwest side of the Huafeng Mountains, under the influence of the concealment formation, although from the outside it looks like a vast expanse of snow, in fact, it contains something great.
A tall black-red palace stands tall, with two rows of seats neatly arranged in the palace. In the upper seat, sits a thin young man with red eyes.
His slender fingers gently tapped the armrest of the seat, and the young man spoke leisurely. His words were plain, but the content was extremely bloody.
"Funiu Pass has been broken for so long, it's time to destroy some of the old foundation-building families, otherwise it won't be a joke for those in the immortal world to laugh at us."
After the words fell, the two rows of demon cultivators sitting below all laughed.
An old man in the middle, wearing a Heishamen-style robe, stood up and said, "I, the Heishamen, will be in charge of the Ziyue Yang family and the Linghemu family!"
The red-eyed young man nodded slightly in agreement.
Then another demon cultivator stood up and said angrily: "I, Longgumen, are in charge of the Qing family in Qingfeng Town!"
After saying that, the big man representing the Dragon Valley Sect sat down. The other demon cultivators' eyes flickered, but they did not speak to stop him.
The young man at the top laughed loudly and said: "Since Longgumen wants to take action, then the Qing family in Qingfeng Town will be left to you!"
As he said that, the young man looked around at everyone, "Three foundation-building families are still too few. Which force is still willing to take action?"
A cold old man in a blood robe stood up and smiled arrogantly. The blood lines on his face squirmed and looked extremely ferocious, "Hey, leave the Ye family in Black Tiger Town to me, the Blood Killing Dao, just in time to solve the problem ahead. grudges."
"Well, then let's do it as soon as possible, otherwise when the envoy comes, we will see that we have accomplished nothing and there will be no good fruits to eat!"
"We obey the order!"
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Huafeng Black Market, Yang Tianyou's room, a faint light emerged from the crack of the study door. Fengling and Yuan Ba were lying at the door, immersed in the enlightenment space and practicing.
In the study room, Yang Tianyou looked solemn, holding the Qinghong Talisman Brush and pushing it upward slowly. This stroke was like pushing a mountain forward, which was extremely difficult.
With his level of talisman making, refining a second-order low-grade talisman will naturally not be difficult, but right now Yang Tianyou is drawing a second-order middle-grade talisman "Xunfeng Escape Talisman"!
This is a wind attribute talisman, composed of 360 basic runes. It is extremely difficult to refine, but in contrast, its power is also quite extraordinary.
Fenglei is famous for its speed. The Xunfeng Escape Talisman is a second-level mid-level escape talisman. Once it is sacrificed, even a monk in the late stage of foundation building who is not proficient in flying spells or escape techniques will not be able to catch up. It is a first-class An escape weapon.
Yang Tianyou always puts caution first in everything he does, and the same goes for drawing talismans. He first ensures his own life, so he can save the green hills without fear of running out of firewood.
After a long time, the last stroke was completed, and the green light on the Qinghong Talisman Brush gradually receded, and was put away by Yang Tianyou.
He picked up the talisman on the table, admired it for a moment, and then put it away.
He made a total of two second-level middle-grade blank talisman papers. This is the second one. The first one failed to draw the talisman.
Yang Tianyou didn't feel uncomfortable about this. The field of talisman making was vast and profound. Even with the help of the Jade Book, he could not guarantee 100% success. What's more, it was a higher-level talisman. He was extremely satisfied with two successful ones.
Of course, his success rate is absolutely crushing when compared to ordinary talisman makers. In the circle of talisman makers, those who can draw talisman beyond the level and draw two to one are absolutely very few, one in a thousand!
After putting away the formation and opening the window, Yang Tianyou was refreshed by the cold wind and stretched slowly.
It took him another four days to draw the talisman, but the results were impressive.
Yang Tianyou used up all the animal skins and spiritual ink he purchased, and drew a total of twelve talismans.
Among them is a second-level middle-grade escape talisman "Xunfeng Escape Talisman".
Three second-grade low-grade offensive talismans "Knife Formation Talisman", two second-grade low-grade defensive talismans "Black Mountain Talisman", two second-order low-grade binding talismans "Wooden Cage Talisman", one second-order low-grade domain talisman "Long River Talisman", and one second-order low-grade attack talisman The "Nine Flames Talisman"-like talisman, and two second-level low-grade auxiliary talismans "Qi Gathering and Spirit-Absorbing Talisman".
With the Five Elements Transformation Talisman, Yang Tianyou can finally freely draw the talisman. These twelve talismans include attack, defense, domain suppression, restraint, and auxiliary training, which greatly fill in Yang Tianyou's shortcomings.
After a refreshing cool breeze, Yang Tianyou closed the window and opened the door. At this time, Fengling and Yuan Ba had completed their daily practice and were playing.
As their strength increases, their wisdom is also getting higher and higher. With a trace of the energy of creation to strengthen their basic bloodline, they now have the wisdom equivalent to a human being of fourteen or fifteen years old.
This level of intelligence also allows them to play more and more tricks. For example, right now, the two beasts are sitting opposite each other, with a game of Go in front of them.
Fenglinglang looked serious and carefully picked up a black piece with his paws and placed it on the chessboard.
Yuan Ba scratched his head, grabbed a white piece and dropped it.
On the chessboard, the two fought fiercely. In the end, Fenglingqi came out ahead and was the first to connect five black stones in a line and win!
After playing with the two spiritual beasts for a while, Yang Tianyou's eyes suddenly moved, and the storage ring on his right index finger trembled slightly. His spiritual sense swept through and discovered that it was the fluctuation of the Dark Hall Master's token.
After sensing the fluctuation frequency of the token, Yang Tianyou's expression became solemn. This frequency is only activated when encountering major events.
Without hesitation, he put Fengling and Yuan Ba into the spirit beast bag, Yang Tianyou and Yang Tianwang said hello, and went straight out to the place where they met Yang Danglong last time.
In the familiar room, Yang Danglong, who looked like a little old man, no longer had the cunning smile on his face. His expression was sometimes sad and angry, sometimes worried, and unpredictable.
When Yang Tianyou came in and saw this scene, his heart skipped a beat, and his bad premonition grew stronger.
Sure enough, the thirteenth uncle Yang Danglong spoke in a deep voice with a sad tone, "God bless, one day ago the family was attacked by the Black Evil Sect, Ziyue Town was destroyed, and more than 90,000 mortals were killed and injured. Qiongqing and the guarding Ziyue Lang resisted desperately, Fallen!"
boom!
Upon hearing the news, Yang Tianyou was struck by thunder, and his face turned pale. He couldn't help but recall the voice and smile of his fourth uncle Yang Qiongqing, as well as the elder's careful help to him. Sadness welled up like a spring, and he was in a good mood. Gone in an instant.
However, he had an extremely calm temperament and quickly adjusted himself. His expression was cold and his eyes became as sharp as knives. "Heishamen, Uncle Thirteenth, tell me what happened in detail. Don't miss any details!"
"Okay, according to the information sent by the family, this is what happened..."
