Zongman chat group: Second dimension magic repair plunder entry

A somber expression appeared on his face as he respectfully reported.

"The direction from which the ancestor's aura erupted was Blackrock City."

"The aura is extremely unfamiliar; it must be some kind of corpse-path demon cultivator or demon."

The fact that there were other cultivators in Blackrock City, a sect under the Ghost Sect, made his heart sink.

"Isn't this a gross underestimation of my Nether Ghost Sect?"

Suddenly, a powerful pressure enveloped the Nether Ghost Sect, causing all the cultivators to tremble in fear, and the Nether Ghost Sect patriarch's voice turned icy cold.

"Ancestor... what happened?"

The sect leader of the Ghost Sect looked terrified and trembling.

I don't understand why the ancestor is angry. Could it be that something has happened?

Suddenly, the patriarch, who was in the Black Abyss, appeared with a grim face. He and the sect leader tore through space and arrived at Black Rock City, tens of thousands of miles away.

Looking at the desolate town shrouded in overwhelming corpse energy, and the numerous creatures enveloped by it, the sect master of the Netherworld Ghost Sect also wore an extremely grim expression.

He immediately understood why the patriarch was so angry.

Each sect has its own territory under its jurisdiction, and the living beings within that territory are its resources.

Now, the resources that their sect values ​​most are being plundered at will.

This shows they don't take the Ghost Sect seriously at all; anyone would be furious.

"Hmph, you demon, you actually dared to try to take away the supplies of my Ghost Sect. You've gone too far."

The Nascent Soul patriarch of the Netherworld Ghost Sect looked at the blood-red, golden-armored corpse before him with a cold expression.

But looking at its golden armor and the dense, overwhelming aura of death, its eyes revealed a look of joy.

"I never expected to find a Blood Fiend Golden Armor Corpse here. What a stroke of luck!"

If this Blood Fiend Golden Armor Corpse could be refined and used for one's own purposes, then the Nether Ghost Sect would gain another Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

Faced with two guys who suddenly appeared in front of him,

The blood-red, golden-armored corpse let out a long howl, cleansing away all the pure energy in the world.

The small town, shrouded in the billowing aura of corpses, resembled a mythical city of the unjustly dead.

The overwhelming demonic energy transformed the world into a scene resembling the deepest hell.

Be

The terrifying figure standing between heaven and earth unleashed a fierce attack, tearing space apart, unleashing surging demonic energy, and stirring up a storm of slaughter.

"Well come."

The patriarch of the Ghost Sect gave a sinister smile, took out a pitch-black drum with a human face, and struck it hard. Ten thousand ghosts wailed and shattered space as they attacked.

Rumble

Golden-green corpse energy and eerie blue ghost energy shimmered in the void.

Two extremely powerful torrents of magical energy were colliding with each other.

puff

tear

A sound of flesh tearing rang out, accompanied by chewing sounds, as the arm of the Ghost Sect's patriarch was being chewed by the Blood Fiend Golden Armor Corpse.

"Pfft, how could that be?"

The patriarch of the Ghost Sect coughed up blood, his eyes filled with disbelief as he stared at the pierced human-faced drum and the torn arm. How could this Blood Fiend Golden Armor Corpse be so terrifying?

With a flash of light, his arm regenerated, but he didn't attack again. Instead, he tore open space to escape.

If you're in a tough spot, you're out of there.

suddenly,

A hand pierced through his chest, and overwhelming corpse energy invaded his body, sealing him away, leaving him only with a face full of terror.

He then grabbed the trembling Ghost Sect Master, who was already standing to the side, and led him to the Ghost Sect amidst a towering cloud of corpses.

There are also quite a few cows, horses, and chives there.

Meanwhile, the same scene was also occurring in Qingshan City.

......

Wilderness, Wanling Mountains,

The mountain range stretches endlessly, shrouded in clouds and mist, with majestic peaks, ancient trees reaching for the sky, and vines coiling around the mountain peaks like writhing dragons.

The Qingling Mountains stretch for hundreds of thousands of miles and, like many other mountain ranges, are distributed throughout the Wanling Mountains, where such mountain ranges are as numerous as hairs on a cow.

There is a secluded valley in the Qingling Mountains, a mysterious place shrouded in ancient and ethereal mist, called "Qingqiu Valley".

Hidden among the mountains, Qingqiu Valley is surrounded by misty peaks, resembling a light ink landscape painting.

In the valley, a clear lake, like a mirror, reflects the azure sky and the lightness of the white clouds.

Beside the lake, there grows lush and verdant bamboo groves, their leaves rustling gently in the breeze.

In the forest, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants compete for beauty, emitting a variety of strange fragrances.

At the heart of the Valley of Green Hill stands a magnificent palace, constructed of white jade and radiating a soft glow.

The palace roof is covered with glazed tiles, which shimmer with golden light when the sun shines on them, like twinkling stars.

The valley is home to many beauties of unparalleled beauty, who reside in the exquisite courtyards surrounding the palace.

These courtyards are meticulously maintained, planted with various spiritual herbs and flowers, and filled with a mystical aura.

The beauties were dressed either in white as snow or in red as fire, their long hair flowing, their eyes filled with autumn water, beautiful and mysterious.

Inside the palace in the center of Qingqiu Valley, a voluptuous and mature beauty sat on a high seat.

Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, her eyebrows resembled distant mountains shrouded in mist, and her eyes were like brimming autumn water.

Her nose is delicate and elegant, her lips are naturally beautiful, and her skin is as smooth and delicate as snow.

Her long, slender fingers, like the finest white jade, rested gently on her waist, exuding elegance and nobility.

At this moment, she focused her gaze on a beautiful woman below, dressed in a purple dress, exuding a bewitching aura. Her delicate brows were furrowed, radiating an air of majesty.

"Hasn't Xi'er been found yet?"

At this moment, she also felt a bit of a headache. Where did that girl run off to again?

I used to often just wander off to play without really paying attention.

But at least there are still members of the same clan following them.

Now they've grown bolder; they actually dared to run away on their own.

Moreover, with her limited abilities...

With her looks and charm, she might just be kidnapped by someone.

Do they really think the Qingqiu fox clan is still in ancient times?

Didn't she ever consider that if things were truly that glorious, then why had her aunt disappeared?

They've searched for thousands of years without any news; is it impossible to find it again?

Thinking of her older sister, Hu Shier sighed helplessly.

The once-declining Qingqiu Lihu clan has finally produced another member with exceptional talent, capable of condensing a ninth-grade Golden Core.

It was definitely a seed for the Nascent Soul Realm, but who would have thought that it would quietly disappear thousands of years ago.

A riot broke out within their tribe; they searched for her frantically. Many other tribes, witnessing their madness, even planned to invade and plunder their people.

They suddenly lost a potential Nascent Soul cultivator, and in their fury, they managed to repel several forces, allowing the Qingqiu Lihu clan to enjoy peace for several thousand years.

She thought of her older sister who used to hold her in her arms and make her happy.

A hint of nostalgia couldn't help but appear in Hu Shier's beautiful purple eyes.

Sister, where have you gone?

Or, as the clansmen say, were you captured by some lecherous old man and turned into a furnace?

The thought of that situation unconsciously amplified her aura.

If I find out who it is, I will make sure that person dies a horrible death. Even if I am not strong enough now, I will kill him with my own hands one day.

As her mind was in turmoil, a wisp of Nascent Soul Level 2 aura spread out, causing ripples to spread through the void.

"..."

Sensing the aura emanating from the clan leader, the voluptuous beauty in the purple dress below showed surprise on her face.

The clan leader's strength is also growing, and I, a Golden Core cultivator at the peak, can only tremble in fear.

"Send out more clansmen to search again. It seems we'll have to close the mountain off from now on."

"Everyone in the province wants to run away. Do they really think the outside world is some kind of fun place?"

Fox Shier rubbed her temples. The Qingqiu Li Fox Clan was known for its unparalleled beauty.

For a long time, many groups have coveted the beauty of the Qingqiu Lihu clan.

Many heretical cultivators or demons tried to abduct female cultivators of the Qingqiu Lihu clan to use as furnaces for cultivating demonic arts, but they were all resisted.

But recently she's felt uneasy.

Both the righteous and demonic paths are poised for a major upheaval, and not long ago, a terrifying great demon appeared in the world.

This inevitably caused her concern.

The Wanling Mountains are not particularly peaceful either.

Some of the surrounding demon clans were also eyeing the Qingqiu Lihu clan covetously.

"Oh my, I never expected that little girl from back then would grow up to be so stunningly beautiful, and her maternal aura is truly captivating."

suddenly,

A seductive voice reached Hu Shier's ears, causing her pupils to shrink abruptly.

That voice, that voice, she will never forget it.

"Sister, older sister..."

She couldn't help but shift her gaze to the source of the sound, and as the space rippled, she discovered that several figures had appeared in front of her.

One figure in particular remained vivid in her memory.

Looking at that alluring, seductive figure and that familiar scent,

She trembled all over, and tears welled up in her purple eyes.

She looked at Fox Ajiu in disbelief. Her sister, her sister, had actually returned to the group.

Chapter 215 The Qingqiu Fox Clan Chief Who Was Beaten Like a Drum

Looking at the familiar figure in front of her, Hu Shi'er's eyes trembled and she couldn't help but stand up.

Approaching Fox Ajiu, he raised his hand to touch her, fearing it might be an illusion.

For thousands of years, she thought she would never see her sister again in her lifetime.

Fox Ajiu looked at her with a smile as her hand landed on her cheek.

She was also looking at this little girl who had always followed behind her when she was a child.

Now they've grown into such graceful and elegant young women, no longer the naive little girls they once were.

Time flies so fast; thousands of years have passed in the blink of an eye. Fox Ajiu couldn't help but reminisce about things from thousands of years ago.

"Sister, is that you?"

Fox Shier's fingers landed on Fox Ajiu's perfect face, her fingertips feeling the smooth and delicate touch, feeling the warm skin, Fox Shier was filled with excitement.

It's true, it's true, my sister really came back.

A look of joy involuntarily appeared on her face. It wasn't an illusion, it wasn't a fantasy; her sister really had returned.