Chapter 112: Stargate Crisis
Zhuo Bufan took Ye Ziqin and Long Geyue and the two daughters slowly walked towards the exit of Lop Nur, and the backs of the three slowly disappeared into the sunset and the end of the desert.
Half a year is not too long for a cultivator, but it is not a short day for ordinary people.
"I haven't been back for a long time, and I don't know if my mother will worry about me. ”
Zhuo Bufan muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth showed a helpless and somewhat happy smile, and shook his head.
The situation inside the stargate is not very good.
"Puppet Sect Ancestor, have you forgotten how the head of the sect treats you, and you actually repay virtue with resentment?"
Cheng Yingwu's chest, his clothes were in tatters, his expression was very embarrassed, and there was a smear of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth.
Next to him were Dong Xiangyun and Qiu Xingjian, both of whom were also seriously injured and were supported by their disciples.
Behind the three elders were all disciples of the Star Gate, and most of them were also injured.
Opposite these people, there were many strange people, among whom were the Ancestor of the Puppet Sect and the Black-robed Elder. The Ancestor of the Puppet Corpse Gate held a dead wood in his hand, his skin was wrinkled like tree bark, his whole body was shrouded in a red blood robe, he bent his back, slowly took a step, and then raised his head, revealing a terrifying face, which was full of pits, none of which was good, making people feel hair all over
Ooze.
"Hey. ”
The Puppet Corpse Sect Ancestor suddenly sighed, shook his head and said, "Master Zhuo is indeed extremely talented, of course, he also gave me a lot of help, and even taught me exercises. ”
A hoarse, dry voice came out of his throat, and it made people's hairs stand on end.
"However, I am a monk, the ancestor of the puppet corpse gate, as long as one day my life is in your hands, then I will not have a moment of peace of mind, and my betrayal today is actually doomed. Elder Cheng, what do you think?" the Puppet Corpse Sect Ancestor let out an eerie laugh.
"If it weren't for the help of Fu Jun, how dare I betray the Star Gate. The Puppet Corpse Gate Ancestor suddenly set his gaze on a white-haired old man in front of him, with a hint of awe in his eyes.
The white-haired old man in front of him was Fu Jun Zhenren, and there were other people from the Hidden Sect next to him, and today the Puppet Corpse Sect Ancestor and the Black-robed Elder betrayed the Star Gate, stole the token without authorization, and opened the mountain protection formation, so that Fu Jun Zhenren could easily lead people into the Star Gate.
"Ancestor, what you promised me has been done, and I will naturally fulfill my promise. Fu Jun Zhenren carried his back with one hand, and stretched out a wooden plaque in his right hand, with a trace of blood lingering on it.
Fu Jun Zhenren held the wooden card, and the trace of blood on it dissipated instantly.
The Puppet Corpse Sect Ancestor and the Black-robed Elder both showed excitement on their faces at the same time, feeling that the shackles in the darkness had broken free.
"Thank you, Fu Jun, Zhenren!"
"Thank you, Fu Jun, Zhenren!"
The two of them bent down at the same time. Fu Jun Zhenren didn't even look at them, his eyes fell directly on Cheng Ying and the others, "Shadow Kill is the head of your Star Gate, Shadow Kill killed several Hidden Sect Sect elders in Lop Nur and committed a heinous crime, but he is dead now, but your Star Gate must bear the consequences."
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Hearing his words, the disciples of the Star Gate gritted their teeth with hatred.
Cheng Ying even sneered and spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, "I'm sorry, even if you dare to insult the head of my Star Gate, if you really want to take revenge, why didn't you come after the head entered the spatial crack, but you have to wait until now, because you are afraid that the head of the star will come out of the fairy city, right?"
Fu Jun Zhenren frowned.
The Puppet Corpse Sect Ancestor and the Black-robed Elder showed a trace of worry and fear on their faces, their pupils contracted slightly, they were really afraid that Zhuo Bufan would come out of the Immortal City.
The other people in the hidden door also showed a hint of jealousy and worry on their faces.
Cheng Ying's words had already said what they thought, Zhuo Bufan had been in the spatial crack for half a year before they dared to gather to take revenge, what they were afraid of was that Zhuo Bufan really came back from the fairy city. "Hehe, needless to say, how dangerous the space crack is, even if the innate powerhouse steps into it, it is nine deaths, although Zhuo Bufan is amazing and talented, crowning the martial arts realm of the Dragon Kingdom, but he is not congenital after all, he has not come out for half a year, and he has died in it. Fu Jun's real eyes froze
Like lightning, he said coldly.
Cheng Ying, Dong Xiangyun, and Qiu Xingjian all had slight discoloration on their faces.
The angry faces of those Star Gate disciples standing in the back couldn't help but show a trace of hidden pain and confusion.
Even the innate powerhouse can't survive in the spatial crack, can Zhuo Bufan really come back?
Half a year is not a long time, but it is enough to consume the faith and patience of many people. "Childe will definitely come back, if you stay now to make amends and apologize, maybe Childe can spare your life. Suddenly, a man with a double ponytail, wearing a white and blue embroidered robe, with a beautiful face, like a little fairy, held a purple and cyan sword with the arm of the frost and snow
。
But the light on the sword was already a little dim.
But the woman holding the sword had an incomparably tough look on her lovely and delicate face.
"I'm also sure the head will come back. With blood on the corner of his mouth, Xiao Haiyang stood up with a short sword, his eyes staring at Fu Jun Zhenren like a torch.
"I also believe that the head of the family will definitely come back and kill you people. Xiao Xing also stepped forward.
Fu Jun Zhenren looked at the sword, "Are you the maid of the Shadow Kill?" I'm afraid only you believe that the Shadow Kill will come back." ”
As he spoke, Fu Jun Zhenren shook his head, his face full of disdain.
"I also believe that my son will come back. Suddenly, a woman stood up and stared at Fu Jun Zhenren, although she only had the cultivation of the early stage of Qi cultivation, but in the face of Fu Jun Zhenren who was at the peak of foundation building, there was no timidity and fear on her face, only incomparable firmness.
Fu Jun Zhenren frowned slightly, and a playful smile appeared on his face, "Oh, so you're the mother of the shadow kill?"
"Auntie. The sword frowned, a worried look on his pretty face.
She didn't want to expose the identities of Zhou Biyu and others, but she didn't expect Zhou Biyu to take the initiative to stand up.
"Brother Fan will come back. Zhuo Shanshan also stepped forward.
Zhuo Mei, Su Mei, and Miao Zhu also followed.
"Okay, I didn't expect the Shadow Kill's family to be here, if you tell all the things and secrets of the Shadow Kill, maybe I'll consider giving you a good time. Fu Jun Zhenren said lightly.
"Yes, hand over the Shadow Kill, or you'll be dead. ”
"The crime of shadow killing cannot be redeemed, teach his treasures and cultivation exercises. ”
The people in the hidden door also followed the hustle and bustle.
Zhuo Luo suddenly took a step forward and stood in front of Fu Jun Zhenren, facing this master in the hidden door, Zhuo Luo looked serious, frowned, with a bit of majesty, without any fear. "I am Zhuo Luo, Xiaofan's father, and you are gathered here, saying that my son is the devil, just to find an excuse for you to covet my son's treasures. Zhuo Luo said with disdain on his face.