Vol 3 Chapter 615: Sorry, I can't leave any of them

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Yu Shangrong landed on the branch, converged, holding the longevity sword, closing his eyes.
According to his current thinking, as long as it is not to provoke himself, the other will be ignored.
The purpose of his trip was to guard the mire and spend forty-nine days in peace.
...
It didn't take long for the long practitioners to fly near the quagmire.
Stopped.
Yu Shangrong felt strange, opened his eyes slightly, and saw the group of practitioners through the dense leaves.
These practitioners looked extremely strange under the moonlight. They were all covered in purple cloaks, and even wrapped their heads. They could not see their faces clearly, and they were gloomy overall.
Especially suspended and placed in a long line, it looks abnormally infiltrating.
"The front is where the bones are buried...According to the plan, we need to manipulate all the dead skeletons."
"For hundreds of years, there have been many dead people accumulated in the place where bones are buried... Most of the dead in the nearby cities will be thrown here and buried with high-standard sacrifices."
One of the practitioners flew forward, skimmed the quagmire, and looked at the place where the bones were buried.
"Great sages, they deserve our respect...their soul and will will be passed on after death."
Several practitioners behind him also flew over.
Their eyes fell on the skeleton in the ground where the bones were buried.
These skeletons are Loulan people, one of the cards left.
When Yu Shangrong saw this scene, he relaxed a little.
Obviously they are doing things against the skeleton...
The place where the bones are buried is one of Loulan's cards. The upper class brought them together in the name of respect for the dead. In fact, I hope they can still protect Loulan after their death. Witchcraft will be the key to manipulating these skeletons.
...
Yu Shangrong withdrew his gaze and ignored it, but closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.
At this time, those who practiced the purple robe all flew to the mire.
A circle was formed around the quagmire.
"Do it yourself."
"Congratulations."
The practitioner in front of the purple robe plucked his chest with his hands, then palms together and dragged him towards the sky.
A faint purple brilliance appeared in the palm.
A purple light flew towards the ground where the bones were buried.
The aperture fell and fell on a skeleton. The skeleton seemed to have life and moved a bit.
"Place your battle."
Other purple robe practitioners held up their palms at the same time as they stood.
Look up at the sky!
The hood covering the head fell, and their foreheads were all engraved with purple lotus flowers, and at the moment of witchcraft, they lit up one by one.
Buzz... The energy of the vitality surges.
"Kan... surgery... Bu... cast... drift... wood... You... volume... Xin..."
A string of incomprehensible spells was pronounced in his mouth, floating out along the purple gas, mobilizing the vitality between heaven and earth.
A circle of purple wizardry spawns at your feet.
Snoring.
Snoring.
In the clear water area in the middle of the quagmire, blisters violently rose.
The purple robe practitioners are puzzled.
"Alert, there are living people."
As voodoo practitioners, their ability to perceive the dead is far superior to ordinary people, and the same is true of living people.
They all looked at the area of ​​the waterhole and glanced at each other.
Temporarily stop the movement of his hand, focus on the water pool.
"Sorry."
A gentle voice came from the nearby jungle.
The practitioners in the purple robe froze for a moment, looked at the past quickly, and looked up one after another.
Under the moonlight, the vocal practitioner slowly flew out of the jungle, suspended in front of him, and the light fell on his blue robe, somewhat lonely. But in his body it also exudes an unpredictable breath.
This is the calmness that wanders among the masters all year round, and the confidence to survive on the blade.
Yu Shangrong took the lead in opening:
"If possible, please perform witchcraft elsewhere..."
"Why?" the leading witchcraft practitioner wondered.
Yu Shangrong raised his head, looked at the moonlight, and said, "Don't you think it's quiet and peaceful, is it suitable for rest?"
"I'm sorry this friend... we are instructed to act. Witchcraft must be performed here." said another practitioner.
"The place where the bones are buried is very large. Changing the location will not affect..." Yu Shangrong smiled gently. "I sincerely hope that everyone will accept my suggestions."
A witchcraft practitioner in the back disagreed:
"Why do we change places, don't you change? You want to rest, there are many good places! Casting witchcraft here is a great place for us to choose!"
"Me too." Yu Shangrong simply responded with three words.
"Friend, please leave."
Yu Shangrong gently shook his head and sighed indifferently: "If you wish, then stay."
When the language falls.
The longevity sword in his arms sprang out.
One, two, four, eight...
The dense Jiangang appeared instantly, condensing formations in the air.
Sword Demon Fate!
"Not good! Defense!"
Numerous practitioners quickly raised their hands, and a huge purple barrier appeared in the circle of witchcraft.
The Sword Devil's destiny fell like a rainstorm.
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
Jian Gang destroyed and withered, and defeated the witchcraft barrier.
The remaining Jian Gang suddenly passed through the chests of several practitioners...
The team of witchcraft practitioners with more than 50 people died in a flash.
The rest, horrified, continued to practice witchcraft.
Yu Shangrong raised his right hand.
Changsheng Jianfei returned to his palm, held it tightly, and stepped forward.
"Block it!"
"kill him!"
Several purple circles condensed and flew towards Yu Shangrong.
Yu Shangrong's figure is like electricity, he shuttles forward and swings a sword!
Countless Jian Gang, flying those purple circles one by one!
Bang Bang Bang!
Several practitioners flew out at the same time, and I don’t know when the Jiangang in the air formed, falling straight down, penetrating the chests of those who were struck.
Boom!
Boom!
One body after another fell.
In a blink of an eye, there were only more than a dozen of the fifty witchcraft practitioners.
The headed practitioners frowned, and shouted, "Retreat!"
Waving the robe, more than ten people turned around and ran.
Yu Shangrong said indifferently: "Sorry... No one can go."
If you let them go and go back and report it, will it still be?
The speed of Yu Shangrong's whole body broke out, and the faint red light on the sword was much brighter than before!
Great magic!
flicker!
A sword passed through a backward man.
Keep going, stepping into the air and flashing!
Four or five well-trained witchcraft practitioners turned around and rolled out a purple circle.
With the experience of the enemy's big witch, Yu Shangrong did not give those purple energies a chance to get close, and immediately struggling to wield the sword of longevity.
The sword is innocent!
Dense sword marks are formed around!
Several purple circles were swept by the extreme Jian Gang.
When they looked up, Yu Shangrong had already appeared above them, his arms stretched, and under his arms, a row of swords straight down.
Hey, hey!
Jian Gang fell and pierced their bodies.
"Da Yan's swordsman?"
In the blink of an eye, there was only one person left in the witchcraft practitioners.
The man ran a distance, and when his companion was dead, he stopped and turned to face Yu Shangrong.
He knew that there was no need to run!
Yu Shangrong raised the sword in his hand~EbookFREE.me~ shook his head and said: "This is not my intention... but I have no choice."
"..."
The leader said, "Daiyan practitioners are so shameless and mean?"
"You said yes, that's it..." Yu Shangrong was too lazy to talk to others.
"Hehe... I admit that Da Yan's head-to-head combat is very strong. But this time... you kill only low-level wizards. If you kill me... the king city will definitely investigate. By then... even if you If you run to the end of the world, you will have to chase you down."
"This is a threat?" Yu Shangrong was interested.
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