Chapter 615 Sorry, None of Them Can Go

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Yu Shangrong fell on the branch, restrained his breath, hugged the sword of longevity, and closed his eyes.

According to his current thinking, as long as he doesn't provoke him, the others will be ignored.

The purpose of his trip was to guard the quagmire and spend the forty-nine days safely.

...

Not long after, the long dragon-like practitioners flew to the vicinity of the quagmire.

stopped.

Yu Shangrong felt strange, opened his eyes slightly, and saw the group of practitioners through the dense leaves.

These cultivators looked extremely strange under the moonlight. They all wore purple cloaks, and even wrapped their heads, so they couldn't see their faces clearly, and the whole thing was gloomy.

Especially when it is suspended and placed in a long queue, it looks very infiltrating.

"In front, is the place where the bones are buried... According to the plan, we need to manipulate all the skeletons of the dead."

"For hundreds of years, there has been a lot of dead people accumulated in the place where bones are buried... The dead from most nearby cities will be thrown here and buried with high-standard sacrificial rituals."

One of the practitioners flew forward, swept through the quagmire, looked at the place where the bones were buried, and said loudly:

"The 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 Burial Ground.

These skeletons are one of the cards left by the Loulan people.

When Yu Shangrong saw this scene, his heart relaxed a little.

Apparently they did things to skeletons...

The Bone Burial Ground is one of Loulan's trump cards, and the upper-class people gather them together in the name of respecting the dead. In fact, I hope they can still protect Loulan after they die. And witchcraft will be the key to manipulating these skeletons.

...

Yu Shangrong retracted his gaze,

Ignore it, but close your eyes and get ready to sleep.

At this time, all the practitioners in purple robes flew to the quagmire.

A circle was formed around the quagmire.

"Go ahead."

"Congratulations."

The purple-robed cultivator at the forefront pressed his chest with his hands, then folded his palms together and dragged them up to the sky.

A faint purple brilliance appeared in the palm of his hand.

A purple light flew towards the place where the bones were buried.

The halo fell and landed on a skeleton, and the skeleton moved as if it had life.

"Position."

The other purple-robed practitioners held up their palms according to their standing positions.

Look up to the sky!

The hoods that wrapped their heads fell, and their foreheads, all engraved with purple lotus flowers, lit up one by one at the moment they cast their witchcraft.

Buzz... vitality energy surges.

"Kan...shu...bu...cast...float...wood...your...quantity...xin..."

A string of incomprehensible incantations were uttered in his mouth, and floated out along the purple gas, mobilizing the vitality between heaven and earth.

One after another purple magic circles are formed under the feet.

snoring.

snoring.

In the clear water area in the middle of the quagmire, the blisters rose violently.

The purple-robed practitioners were puzzled.

"Be vigilant, there are living people."

As witchcraft practitioners, their perception of the dead is far superior to ordinary people, and the same is true for the living.

They all looked at the area of ​​​​the water pool and glanced at each other.

He paused temporarily and focused his eyes on the pool of water.

"Feel sorry."

A gentle voice came from the nearby jungle.

The cultivators in purple robes were stunned for a moment, then looked over quickly, and raised their heads 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 cyan robe, somewhat lonely. But there was an unpredictable aura about him.

This is the calmness of walking among the masters all the year round, and the confidence to survive on the edge of the sword.

Yu Shangrong was the first to speak:

"If you can, please go to other places to perform sorcery..."

"Why?" the leading sorcerer asked strangely.

Yu Shangrong raised his head, looked at the moonlight, and said, "Don't you think it's quiet and peaceful here, and it's very suitable for rest?"

"Sorry for this friend... We are under orders. We must perform witchcraft here." Another practitioner said.

"The place where the bones are buried is very large, and changing the position will not affect it..." Yu Shangrong smiled gently, "I sincerely hope that everyone will accept my suggestion."

A witch practitioner in the back disagreed and said:

"Why do we change places, and you don't? You want to rest, there are many good places! Performing witchcraft here is the perfect place for us to choose!"

"Me too." Yu Shangrong simply responded with three words.

"Friend, please leave."

Yu Shangrong shook his head gently and sighed indifferently: "If you wish, then leave it all."

When the words fall.

The longevity sword in his arms swirled out with a bang.

One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes eight...

The densely packed sword gangs appeared in an instant, forming a formation in the air.

Sword Demon Fate!

"Not good! Defense!"

Many practitioners quickly raised their hands, and a huge purple barrier appeared in the magic circle.

The fate of the sword demon falls like a rainstorm.

Bang bang bang!

The sword gang smashed the knuckles and shattered the sorcery barrier.

The remaining sword gangs immediately passed through the chests of several practitioners...

A team of more than fifty witches and practitioners died in an instant.

The rest of the people looked horrified and continued to cast witchcraft.

Yu Shangrong raised his right hand.

The Longevity Sword flew back into his palm, held it tightly, and stepped forward.

"Stop!"

"kill him!"

Several purple circles condensed and formed, and flew towards Yu Shangrong.

Yu Shangrong's body is like electricity, he shuttles forward, and swings his sword!

Countless sword gangs knocked those purple circles away one by one!

Bang bang bang!

Several practitioners flew out, and at the same time, the sword gang formed in the air, fell straight, and penetrated the chests of the practitioners who were hit.

Pfft!

Pfft!

One body after another fell.

In a blink of an eye, there were only a dozen or so of the fifty sorcerer practitioners left.

The leading practitioner frowned and shouted, "Retreat!"

Waving their robes, more than a dozen people turned around and ran.

Yu Shangrong said indifferently: "Sorry... none of them can go."

If you let them go and go back to tip off the news, then what?

Yu Shangrong burst out with the speed of his whole body, and the faint red light on the sword was much brighter than before!

Great magic!

Blink!

A sword passed through the one who was behind.

Continue to move forward, step into the air and flash!

Four or five well-trained sorcery practitioners turned around and pushed out purple circles with their palms.

With the experience of fighting against the enemy's great witch, Yu Shangrong did not give the purple energy any chance to approach, and immediately swung the sword of longevity vigorously.

Sword Intent without trace!

Dense sword marks are formed around!

Several purple circles were swept away by the ultimate sword gang.

When they looked up, Yu Shangrong had already appeared above them, with his arms stretched out, and under his arms, a row of sword gangs went straight down.

Boo, Boo Boo!

The sword gang fell and pierced through their bodies.

"The swordsman of Great Yan?"

In a blink of an eye, there was only one person left among the sorcery practitioners.

The man ran a distance, and when he saw that his companion was dead, he stopped and turned to face Yu Shangrong.

He knew that there was no need to run away!

Yu Shangrong raised the sword in his hand, shook his head and said, "This is not my intention... But I have no choice."

"..."

The leader said, "Da Yan's practitioners are all so shameless and despicable?"

"If you say yes, then that's it..." Yu Shangrong was too lazy to talk to people.

"Hehe... I admit, the fighting strength of Dayan is very strong. But this time... you just killed some low-level wizards. If you kill me... Wang Cheng will definitely investigate. At that time... even if you If you run to the ends of the earth, I will also chase you down."

"Is this a threat?" Yu Shangrong was very interested.

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