Chapter 2069: Disdain Disappears, The Cottage Erupts!
Chapter 2069: Chapter 2069: Disdain Disappears, The Cottage Erupts!
This is the gift?Netherworld King, Xi Yue, Han Shouyi and the others watched this scene, their expressions extremely grim.
The gray-robed old man stepped forward, blocking in front of Chu Ran, and said in a deep voice, "Second young master, this old slave fears I can only guarantee your safety."
"That dark red heart, is it the core of the formation?" Xi Yue pointed at the beating heart floating at the center of the altar.
"No matter what, we’ll shatter that heart first!" Qin Zhao drew the Longsword in his hand; sword qi erupted in an instant!
Han Shouyi twisted his neck, making cracking sounds. "Twelve skeleton puppets of the Formless Realm... the Holy Sect really spared no cost." He stepped forward, green qi surging wildly around him as he alone greeted five of the skeletons. "These five are mine, the rest you can split."
Before his words finished, he had already turned into a streak of green afterimage.
The eye sockets of those five skeletons flared with crimson flames, decayed weapons hacking down in unison, evil aura soaring to the heavens! Han Shouyi only chuckled lightly, his right hand pinched into a sword, slicing through the air—
"Qingcheng Sword Seal, Suppress!"
Hum!
Five green sword seals condensed out of thin air, precisely stamping onto the forehead bones of the five skeletons.
At the instant the sword seals fell, the skeletons’ movements all paused, and the evil aura around them was forcibly suppressed by thirty percent!
Ning Chenxin froze. "Senior Brother Han is that strong?"
Lu Mingyuan smiled. "Senior Brother Han’s strength ranks within the top five of Qingcheng Mountain. What do you think?"
"What are you standing there for?" Han Shouyi didn’t even turn his head. "The remaining seven, figure it out yourselves."
Jiang Yi snorted coldly, blood-colored saber whipping up a foul wind as he fiercely cleaved towards two skeletons. "Guardians, follow me and slay evil!"
The gray-robed old man swept his sleeve; gray airflow coiled like a python around another skeleton, as he shouted low to Chu Ran at the same time, "Second young master, fall back. This thing is filth; don’t get tainted by it."
The Mystic Armor General swept his Battle Spear in an arc; the killing intent of the army turned into a silver torrent as he alone intercepted one.
Lu Mingyuan stepped forward, chanting True Words, green Dao runes turning into chains that temporarily bound the remaining three skeletons. "Junior Brother Ning, go help them break the formation!"
Ning Chenxin nodded, his figure already darting towards the altar.
At this moment, Netherworld King, Hong Ying, Xu Yeming, Xi Yue, Yang Shao, Qin Zhao and Chu Ran had arrived three zhang away from the altar.
"Doesn’t matter whether that heart is the eye of the array or not!" Cold light flashed in Xi Yue’s eyes. "Destroy it!"
Yet just as the seven were about to move—
The dark red heart on the altar suddenly throbbed violently!