The gray morning light appeared on the horizon, and more than a dozen Fu Gong masters flew in from different directions, in groups of three or two, escorting several logs, and the logs sat nervous young men and women.

Huangfu Yanghao stood on the city tower and glanced out, brandished a red pen in his hand, and said loudly: "This is the blood ink you brought back? How many people? Thirty, or fifty? Alas, I really can't do anything about you, move faster, and the ink will be gone!"

The young men and women who were recruited couldn't understand what the people in the city tower were saying, but when they heard the word "blood", their hearts were even more frightened, and their faces turned blue, and the blood in their bodies was afraid that it didn't meet the requirements.

Fu Lin recognized all these talisman masters, they were all the true elites of the Longbin Society, and there were no high-level talisman masters who were not worthy of the name. Longbin Club is a huge organization, many years of accumulation, raised a lot of idlers, the nine-fold crown talisman master is high and powerful, measured by the art of the talisman, most of them are unqualified, even Xin Youtao, although highly respected, only look at the strength, is a little unworthy of the first nine-fold crown.

And these talisman masters in Zhuozhou City, from Zheng Tianyuan to Huangfu Yanghao, are all seven-fold and eight-fold crowns obtained by strength, and they are all top figures in a certain field of talismans.

Huangfu Yanghao is good at writing talismans, is one of the very few people who can write consummation talismans at any time, has an extremely bad temper, and often offends his superiors, so he has been suppressed for many years, and only a few years ago was promoted to the eightfold crown.

Fu Lin shouted at the city tower: "Mr. Huangfu, have you forgotten the consequences of standing up to the heavens and the earth?"

Huangfu Yanghao squinted his eyes and looked at the city for a while, "Is it the grandson of Emperor Fu?"

"It's me!" Fu Lin held the long sword, his eyes moving up and down, but Zheng Tianyuan did not take the opportunity to attack.

"You've come just in time, you have the blood of the royal family, maybe it will be good for the writing talisman, so give it quickly. ”

Zheng Tianyuan sneered. Fu Lin was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a while, "You, are you still Mr. Huangfu?"

Fu Lin is also not welcomed in the royal family, and he has the same illness and sympathy with the emperor Yanghao, so he often has contacts and has a good relationship, and he never thought that the other party would write a talisman with his own blood.

Huangfu Yanghao stretched out the pen in his hand and pointed to the dilapidated houses and mountains, "The world is about to be destroyed, Fu Lin, the rules that used to bind us are no longer there." Everyone dies, you are no exception, and I am no exception. Before I die, I must write it as a talisman that has not been written for at least 50,000 years, and I can't let it disappear like this. ”

Zheng Tianyuan once hinted that there was a way to save himself, but Huangfu Yanghao didn't care about it at all, he wrote the talisman in the mood of a broken boat, putting life and death out of the way, and only wanted to complete the greatest masterpiece of his life.

He was like a rebellious teenager. In a house that is about to be demolished, it is only a matter of time before you vent your desire to destroy and smash everything you can.

What Huangfu Yanghao wanted to say was finished. Turning to Zheng Tianyuan, he said in a commanding tone: "Within a quarter of an hour, I want new blood ink, these people look better than those in the city." ”

Huangfu Yanghao walked back and continued to write the talisman.

Zheng Tianyuan clasped the talisman with both hands. said to Fu Lin: "I hope that the emperor and grandson will retain the current fighting spirit, which is very good for blood and ink, now." Please get out of the way and let me see the backers you have brought. ”

Fu Lin stood still, and the nine soldiers picked up the stones from the ground, all of them did not move, they were very cautious before entering the dangerous terrain, but when it came to facing the enemy, they would not be afraid to retreat.

Shou Que still refused to show up, but hid at the back and spoke: "I'm not a backer, I'm here to find someone, Mu Feidian, call him out, we'll leave immediately." ”

Zheng Tianyuan frowned slightly, he didn't expect Fu Lin's "backer" to be a woman, but the grandmaster's vision would not be wrong, he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, "Mu Feidian? ”

Before he finished speaking, he had already sacrificed two talismans, one went straight to Fu Lin and the others, and the other swept over everyone's heads and smashed into the last speaker.

The flying knife-like spell had not yet arrived, Fu Lin and the others felt a force from behind them, and involuntarily let go, and two flying knives with cold light flashed in front of them shot towards Shou Que at the same time

Shou Que stretched his arms lightly, reached out and grabbed the two knives, the blade shook violently, the cold light flickered strong and weak, but he couldn't move forward anymore.

"Let's ask that grandmaster to come out, you can't beat me, and I don't want to beat you. Shou Que earnestly advised.

Zheng Tianyuan snorted, and sacrificed five talismans one after another, all of which were blessing the two flying knives, and the cold light quickly turned red, as if it had just been taken out of the furnace.

Shou Que smiled instead, "It's not winter, why did you give me two fire knives?"

Zheng Tianyuan's brows furrowed more and more, and he found that he still underestimated this woman, his hands kept waving, and in a very short period of time, he sacrificed eleven runes, and after a short pause, he sacrificed fourteen runes in a row.

These talismans are also used to bless the two flying knives, and Shou Que dares to grasp the spell with his hand, which is exactly what Zheng Tianyuan wants.

Shou Que sighed, took three steps back, danced lightly with his arms, and defused the attack of the talisman with fisting, this was not enough, her body gradually changed, white and red, more and more red, the color was almost the same as the talisman flying knife, and the whole person seemed to be burning.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Tianyuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, took out three small lacquered ink cartridges from his right sleeve, flicked his fingers, and the box floated beside him, and took out a headless pen tube from his left sleeve, which was about a foot long, and was engraved with a string of fine talisman patterns.

"Try your blood ink. Zheng Tianyuan holds a headless pen tube to write talismans in the air, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, he is not only good at sacrificial talismans, but his ability to write talismans is also among the best in the Longbin Club, and he has not been very convinced by Huangfu Yanghao.

Fu Lin knew that something was wrong, and the strange thing was that he had studied in the Longbin Club for many years, and he had never seen such a way of writing talismans, so he didn't have time to think about it, he raised his sword with both hands, shouted, and rushed towards Zheng Tianyuan, who was a hundred steps away, followed by nine soldiers. As soon as they ran a few steps, the ten people felt their qi and blood surging, their eyes suddenly turned red, and thin strands of blood actually shot out of their eyes, like silk spit out by a spider, automatically flying towards Zheng Tianyuan, and finally entering two different ink discs.

There is also an ink disc left for the guard.

The soles of the ten people were weak and almost fell. They were shocked in their hearts, and no one knew where this talisman technique came from.

The matter has come to this point, it is useless to retreat, Fu Lin gritted his teeth and ran faster, and the nine soldiers also understood that there was no retreat in this battle, and they rushed faster than him, just running a few steps, blood shot out of their eyes, and their physical strength was greatly affected.

After the third ejaculation, one of the soldiers fell. Then there were others, the fifth blood ejaculation, Fu Lin also fell, he learned both talisman and the art of war, but his physical strength was average, and he couldn't compare with the veterans who had been on the battlefield.

After the seventh ejaculation, the last veteran also fell, throwing the stone in his hand before falling to the ground, but unfortunately his hand was weak. The stone flew a dozen steps and fell to the ground, not touching the target at all.

Zheng Tianyuan was disdainful of these ten people, and kept writing talismans in the air, his eyes fixed on the woman.

Shou Que's body was redder than the flying knife in his hand. The blood all over his body seemed to be floating on the surface of his body, but not a drop left his body.

Zheng Tianyuan didn't believe in evil, and with a flick of his left hand, a small pale yellow bead appeared between his index finger and middle finger. After a few more shakes, he tucked the beads into the barrel of the pen, a moment later. A pale yellow light came out from the other end of the barrel, about three inches long, forming a pen.

"Where did you come from?" Fu Lin sat weakly on the ground, and saw clearly that the small bead was a solidified and solidified Inner Dan, Fu Master did not cultivate the Dan, the Inner Dan could only come from someone else, and this person must have died.

"The Fu clan is about to die, the Taoist priest is no longer the only strong man, and the Longbin Society is about to usher in prosperity!Fu Lin, keep your eyes open, every kind of talisman you see now is unprecedented!" Zheng Tianyuan was full of spirits, raised the Neidan pen, and continued to write the talisman falsely, he only focused on the woman now, and no longer absorbed the blood of Fu Lin and the others.

Fu Lin looked back, and saw that Shou Que was still holding the flying knife and punching unhurriedly, his whole body was red, and it seemed that he was at the end of the crossbow, but the expression on his face was not flustered, but it was a little scary.

Zheng Tianyuan's expression began to become hideous, he had exerted the power of the talisman pen to the extreme, and he had a premonition that victory was just around the corner.

Above the city tower, Huangfu Yanghao leaned in and took a look again, sacrificed a paper talisman, and summoned the two ink disks containing blood, there was not much blood in it, especially the blood of the royal family was only a little bit, but this was the limit of taking blood ink, and if there were more, the blood donor would die, and the quality of blood would drop significantly.

"I've got to do everything alone. Huangfu Yanghao muttered, put the two plates of blood on the table, side by side with the plasma sent by the other talisman masters, and then took out small paper packets from his arms one after another, and after opening them, he put a little powder into the blood tray with a long fingernail, and made blood ink on the spot.

There are as many as fifty kinds of materials that need to be added, and the order and weight cannot be deviated, and Huangfu Yanghao is fully engaged in his work, and he no longer cares about the battle outside.

Zheng Tianyuan felt that the layer of window paper in front of him was about to be pierced, and his heart was excited, and the more his brushwork was played, he wrote three consummation charms one after another.

Poof, a stream of blood shot into the only remaining ink tray, but the source was not a woman a hundred steps away, nor Fu Lin and others, nor Zheng Tianyuan, this blood came out of thin air, as if an invisible person stopped in the air not far from the top of Zheng Tianyuan.

There was indeed an invisible man, and after ejecting blood, he was revealed.

A tall and majestic Taoist priest stood in the air, his right eye was normal, and there was still a drop of blood left in his left eye.

"Grandmaster?" Zheng Tianyuan's hand holding the pen stopped, looking at the Taoist priest in disbelief, not understanding that he would suck his blood out.

"Useless guys. The Taoist priest reprimanded in a low voice, and with a wave of his sleeves, Zheng Tianyuan flew out dozens of steps, fell among the rocks, and lay there silently, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The Taoist priest slowly landed on the ground, glanced at his own blood in the ink plate, and said to the crimson woman, "Who are you?"

"My name is Shouqing. She let out a breath and threw away the throwing knife, which fell to the ground and melted, her body slowly recovering.

"I'm Xingshan Grandmaster Zhao Chuye. The Taoist priest paused, and found that his name did not touch the woman at all, "I haven't seen a person like you who is good at mind illusion for a long time, there was a Mu Xingqiu in the past, his spells are too miscellaneous, and the illusion is not as good as you, but I don't remember that there is such a disciple as you in the Dao system." ”

"It's nothing, I don't even remember it myself. Shou Que smiled, "Quickly return Mu Feidian to me, and we'll leave immediately." ”

"Mu Feidian. Zhao Chuye stretched out his hand and pointed behind Shou Que, "Do you mean him?"

Shou Que, Fu Lin and the others all turned around and looked back, only to see a person slowly flying towards them, with three circles of loose ropes wrapped around his body, it was Mu Feidian who they were looking for.

He was captured alive.

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