Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price Chapter 273

   Chapter 273 Immortals on the ground, Song Zong did not come

  Song Zongwu had previously been confused and acted completely by instinct, but he did not expect to be brought to Jingzhou by the relic.

   The word "swastika" formed between his eyebrows, like a living thing, wriggled, and an aura different from the jailer's law gradually rose.

  Song Zongwu raised his head and stared at the blood moon, pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, and forcibly sealed the **** back.

   At this time, Song Zong was not relieved, and the look that was almost insane had recovered a little, at least he could see the thoughts in his eyes.

   The noise in his ears disappeared.

   "Sari... Abandoning myself for His benefit..."

   "This is the evil way."

   Just as Song Zong was distracted, things around him changed rapidly, and the crescent moon above his head also turned into a waning moon, but the blood-red moonlight remained the same.

   When he realized that Jingzhou was divided into multiple layers, he had already arrived at the waning moon layer and was standing on the endless street.

  The morning sun appeared in the sky, and before you knew it, the night was about to pass.

   The people were startled when they saw a man with six eyes and four arms suddenly appear, and they all avoided it, for fear of annoying the other party.

   The location where Song Zong was nowhere was at the edge of Qingyan Town, but because of the strange entanglement, the humidity seemed extremely heavy.

   The fine rain falls in the urban area, and a long river several meters wide can be seen not far away.

There are not many    demon cultivators, only a few sporadically, and their cultivation is not too high.

   Their skin is covered with a large number of fish scales, gills can be seen on their necks, and there is even a film attached to their palms.

   Yaoxiu noticed Song Zongwu, looked at each other and quickly surrounded him.

   Song Zongwu's appearance is different from ordinary people, it is difficult to compare him with Wuwei Taoism, and they all think it is a strange force from outside.

   Just as the demon cultivator was planning to approach Song Zongwu, there was a rush of people, and the latter did not know which alley he turned to.

   The young fishmonger pulled Song Zongwu into a hidden corner, his eyes were extremely incredible, and his breathing became heavier.

   He is also a disciple of Wuwei Taoist Temple. He just descended the mountain not long ago, because his cultivation base was low, so he lived in the fish market.

   He had seen the statue of the immortal on the ground in the main hall of the mountain gate, but he did not expect to see it in Qingyan Town, so he took the courage to take it away from the busy city.

   "Shang...Shangxian..."

  Song Zongwu asked curiously, "Have you seen me?"

   "I saw your statue in the sect, I...I..."

  Song Zongwu remembered the voice of despair in his ears before, and he already knew it, so he continued to ask: "Where is your sect?"

  The fishmonger pointed his finger at Wuwei Taoist Temple, and explained in his mouth, "There is still some distance, and we have to pass through two blocks, which involve mandrill sites, it is best..."

   He said to himself, but Song Zongwu squatted down with his legs, his muscles were tense, and terrifying strength was brewing in it.

boom! !

   While the fishmongers were stunned, the surrounding walls collapsed and a shallow pit formed on the ground.

  Song Zongwu jumped up and shot straight into the sky like a shooting star. It can be seen that he did not intend to walk to Wuwei Taoist Temple at all.

   He could vaguely feel that Wuwei Taoist Temple was on the outskirts of the city and seemed to be in danger, so naturally he didn't hesitate too much.

  The water in the long river is turbulent, and the whale seems to be aware of the strangeness.

  Song Zong didn't see that his arm was accumulating power, and he threw a fist towards the water vapor.

  The water vapor exploded, and the rainbow hung in the air.

   Surprised in his heart, his arm actually tingled slightly, indicating that the whale cultivation base facing him is at least not weaker than himself.

   After Song Zongwu looked around, he realized that there are many similar strange things in Qingyan Town, and he didn't dare to be careless.

  The six eyes on his forehead flooded, the breath he radiated converged, and he jumped into the clouds and disappeared.

  The whale made a strange long cry, but it soon sank into the water and stopped moving. Instead, a lot of demon cultivators drilled out of its stomach.

   But compared to the big movement in the corpse area, Song Zongwu didn't attract much attention, especially it was still late at night.

  Even if the demon cultivators noticed that despite the current tense situation in Qingyan Town, they would not dare to rush into the rest of the strange territory.

   Like a storm coming, everything indicates that the calm is coming to an end.

  The fighting in Wuwei Taoist Temple continued, the number of Taoist disciples killed and injured gradually increased, and the smell of blood filled the air.

  After the corpse fell to the ground, the zombies would lie on it impatiently and eat the flesh and blood, while the remaining disciples could get a moment of respite.

  No Quantum is also on the verge of death, his body is covered with wounds of different sizes, and even the blood that flows out is mixed with the stench of decay.

   Although struggling, it feels like the difference between dying early and dying late.

   Qingsongzi knelt in front of the statue.

   He had obviously just experienced a life-and-death battle, his arms were shaking, and not far away was a wrecked zombie.

   Zombies are even more difficult to deal with than imagined. Unless they are beheaded, they are not afraid of life and death, and their internal organs are no longer the key.

   They also have a strong corpse poison in their blood, and they can recover from their injuries by eating flesh and blood, and even regenerate from severed limbs.

   Qingsongzi gasped for a moment, and picked up the tattered long sword in a trance, intending to go to support the Taoist disciples outside.

   Just then, footsteps sounded.

   A zombie of Jindan period walked into the main hall and looked at Qingsongzi with a playful expression.

   "I haven't returned to the sect for a long time. I didn't expect such a big change."

   He turned his head to look at the newly repaired statue of the immortals on the ground, and said in a disdainful tone: "Uncle Qingsongzi, I was coaxed by you to come to cultivate, but do you know?"

   "I worked as a servant in a teahouse on Changning Street for three years. At that time, I still swore that there would be a sect to take action when I was in danger."

   "As a result, I was exposed to the sun for three days after I died."

  The tone of the zombie is full of resentment. On the one hand, it is influenced by his life, and on the other hand, the blood moonlight distorts his soul.

   Qingsongzi opened his mouth, not knowing how to refute.

   The current Wuwei Taoist Temple is indeed weak, so it can only continue to recruit disciples and barely maintain its scale with fresh blood.

  Qingsongzi remembered the fairy city in his dream and couldn't help but say, "It's different now..."

   "What's the difference, you only know how to worship immortals every day, but will immortals come to rescue you?"

  The zombie's face was distorted, and he swept it directly with his arm, smashing the statue of the immortal on the ground into pieces, and the smoke and dust filled the main hall.

   "Only demon cultivators are the Dao, and Jingzhou does not need any inaction..."

   His eyes fell on the statue of Tian Daozi, and his pitch-black nails grabbed towards it.

   At this moment, the sound of the wind whistling came from the outside world, and even the fight was overwhelmed, as if something heavy fell straight down.

  Boom! !

  The roof of the main hall shattered into slag, and the heavy object fell on the place where the statue of the immortal was originally on the ground, but it was obscured by dust.

  Qingsongzi looked intently, and the figure with four arms was looming: "Isn't the statue of the immortal on the ground already broken into pieces, how could it be?"

   A low voice sounded.

   "Wuwei Taoism has become so desolate, it really shouldn't be."

   Song Zong didn't exhale, the windows crackled, and the dust was blown to the outside world, revealing the six-eyed and four-armed demon man.

   Qingsongzi fell into a trance, only feeling that his mind was blank.

   It is like Duke Ye loves dragons. When the Dragon King appeared in front of him, Duke Ye felt fear in his heart when he saw his hideous appearance.

  The zombie was a little embarrassed and angry. Seeing Song Zong's breathlessness, he hurriedly rushed towards him: "Where is the demon cultivator who dares to intervene in Jingzhou, and now the rabbit toad fairy is about to come into the world, the Wuwei Taoist Temple must be destroyed!"

   "What's the mess?"

   "Rabbit toad fairy?"

  Song Zongwu narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and snapped at the zombie's head.

boom!

  's head exploded like a watermelon, and the incomparably powerful demon cultivator in Qing Songzi's eyes was vulnerable in front of Song Zongwu.

   Song Zongwu glanced at the fragments of the immortal statue on the ground, and had long guessed that it was Ren Qing.

  Compared to the extreme demon cultivator, Wuwei Taoist Temple is indeed more suitable for cooperation with the Jailer Hall, and the cultivation techniques are somewhat similar.

   "Shangxian, save us..."

  Song Zongwu took a step forward and disappeared in the main hall in an instant.

  Qingsongzi climbed to the window with both hands and feet, and saw Song Zongwu walking beside the zombies, using his finger as a gun to point between their eyebrows.

  All the zombies stood on the spot as usual, as if they were qualified by a spell.

   Song Zong went to the bottom of the mountain without looking back to support Wu Quantum. Behind him were a dozen heads soaring into the sky and a body that fell powerlessly to the ground.

   In front of the mountain road, Wu Quantum was in a trance, and he was dying because of excessive blood loss.

   He was still remembering the Daoist disciples in the mountain gate, and he was swaying the wooden sword that was broken into two sections, but it was obvious that he could no longer hurt the enemy.

  The wooden sword swings in the air.

  The Quantum-Free Dark Path was terrible, and finally let out a breath of relief.

   Song Zong never walked past.

  No Quantum thought that the zombies would devour him completely, but he did not expect his body to be resisted, and the zombies turned into pieces of meat in the sky.

   His mouth was stuffed with healing herbs, and his consciousness gradually recovered.

   The back of the six eyes and four arms made Wu Quantum tremble, recalling the three hundred and sixty-five earthly immortals in the records.

   "Shangxian, the head of Wuwei Taoist Temple, Wu Quantum, is here to welcome you."

   "Stop talking, close your eyes and practice."

  Song Zongwu placed No Quantum in the open space of the mountain gate, and then stopped the bleeding and detoxified the rest of the disciples, so that they would not die.

   The sun rose just as he was busy, heralding the arrival of the day.

  Song Zongwu secretly considered asking about the situation in Jingzhou, but he felt the ground shake slightly, and the source actually came from the distant mountains.

  The alpine vegetation is prosperous, and the beasts and birds all have human faces, which are very strange. The trees at the top are covered with huge fox furs.

   Qingsongzi muttered to himself: "The corpse has just ended, is it Qingqiu's turn?"

  Qingqiu Mountain rose at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the demonic energy became more and more intense.

  Song Zongwu's six eyes lit up, and he observed the movement of the mountains with his listening technique. He couldn't help but secretly said: "That kind of giant monster seems to be consciously transforming the environment of Jingzhou?"

   "Is it for the arrival of the so-called Rabbit Toad Immortal?"

   Song Zongwu found that Wuwei Taoism is indeed incompatible with the demon cultivator, no wonder it is regarded as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh.

  No Quantum also woke up. He realized that there must be casualties among the external disciples near Qingqiu Mountain, and he couldn't help but feel confused.

   He looked at Song Zongwu who frowned.

   Song Zongwu could not feel that the opportunity to advance to the Yangshen realm was in Jingzhou.

   However, since Ren Qing's layout in Wuwei Taoist Temple must have far-reaching significance, it is impossible for him to leave.

   "First clean up the mountain gate, I will sit in the Wuwei Taoist Temple."

   There is one more chapter, wait a minute

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end