But at this time, Li Mingdao's heart fell to the bottom, and he secretly hated Zhu Jiugong. ¨R
In the past, Li Mingdao did not dare to be disrespectful to Zhu Jiugong. After all, this was a Yuan Ying ancestor who wanted his own life, which was just a matter of words.
But now, in his heart, he has already scolded Zhu Jiugong.
"This old guy is so abominable. If you run away, just run away. Why don't you just say that you won't stop until you die? Aren't you asking me to wait here to top the tank?"
If this person is unhappy and kills himself and others directly, he will go there to reason.
¡°And according to Li Mingdao¡¯s estimation, the possibility of killing himself and others is definitely not small.
"Senior, junior and others were only forced by Zhu Jiugong to follow him. Please let me live. I will not dare to offend your power again, senior." At this time, Li Mingdao knew that he There was only one thing he could do, and that was to kneel down and beg Fang Ling for his life.
Although he is a disciple of the Holy Alliance, and although he has a great sense of belonging to the Holy Alliance, as a monk, what he cares most about is his own life.
¡°If even your own life is lost, then there is no need to mention other things.
As Li Mingdao knelt down, the other disciples who supported the Holy Alliance also knelt down one by one.
"In addition to begging for their lives, they are also lamenting the bad luck of themselves and others. The Corrosion Bug that captured Meng Qing is cruel in nature. Although it does not rank high in the strange insect list, it is extremely vengeful. They can devour each other themselves, but they must take revenge on their killed companions.
The moment the first corrosive bug was shot into flying ash by Fang Ling. The other nine corrosion bugs rushed towards Fang Ling crazily.
In the eyes of ordinary people, these nine corrosive insects cannot be dealt with even by magic weapons and flying swords. But in Fang Ling's case, they could only withstand a few flicks.
??In a blink of an eye. All the corrosion bugs turned into fly ash, which made Li Mingdao horrified and distressed at the same time.
He had gone to great lengths to get these corrosive bugs from the hands of a Nascent Soul Ancestor, and planned to cultivate them as a means of defeating his enemies.
But I didn¡¯t expect that in this ordinary tavern in the mortal world, as soon as I started, I would be broken into by a stranger.
He knew how powerful this stranger was. Although he was extremely angry, he did not dare to step forward and provoke Fang Ling rashly.
He just secretly crushed the talisman in his lapel, but respectfully said to Fang Ling: "I didn't know that senior was here. I acted recklessly, so please forgive me."
From Fang Ling¡¯s actions, Li Mingdao could conclude that Fang Ling was a monk. And if you can prevent your spiritual consciousness from sensing his cultivation level, then you must be a monk who has surpassed his own golden elixir realm.
The ancestor of Nascent Soul actually appeared here. He was really unlucky.
Fang Ling glanced at Li Mingdao. Then he looked at Meng Qing. Meng Qing, who was already restrained, knew that Fang Ling was his only chance.
"Senior, I am the protector of the Maiden Gate, and I would like to ask you to save this junior once. I will definitely be grateful to you!"
Li Mingdao was furious when he heard Meng Qing's roar, if Fang Ling hadn't been sitting here. He went up and slapped him twice.
This time in order to capture Meng Qing and draw out the people behind him. Li Mingdao said that they had spent a lot of effort.
Naturally, Li Mingdao did not want his efforts to fail. So he hurriedly said to Fang Ling: "Senior, this person is a remnant of the Maiden Sect. Our elders from the Holy Alliance have made many plans to capture him!"
Li Mingdao said the words "support the Holy Alliance" very loudly.
But Fang Ling had really never heard of what the Supporting Holy Alliance was. It had been more than ten years since he left Nanchu. With his brows furrowed, Fang Ling asked calmly: "Supporting the Holy Alliance?"
"Ancestor Yan of Shatianmen inherits the destiny of heaven, and the passage illuminates the sky. He should be the master of the world. The purpose of our Holy Alliance is to support Ancestor Yan!"
"Among them, we have the Great Elder of the Holy Alliance, and even the Master Liu of the Shatian Clan serves as the concurrent leader!"
After saying this, Li Mingdao had a smile on his face. He believed that there would be no surprises in what he was going to do.
After all, if the word "supporting the Holy Alliance" is mentioned, no one in the entire Southern Chu would dare to lose face.
Even if it is the ancestor of Yuanying, it is not that after the establishment of the Holy Alliance, it has not killed the ancestor of Yuanying.
Fang Ling felt unhappy, especially towards Yan Chenzhou.
When he heard that Yan Chenzhou turned out to be the person who had the destiny in the mouth of Yongshengmeng, he smiled coldly and said: "So?, if I save this person, will I become the enemy of the Holy Alliance? "
"I don't dare to say that, senior. For the sake of my support to the ancestors of the Holy Alliance, please don't embarrass the junior."
Although Li Mingdao's attitude was very low-key, it was soft yet hard, and the ancestors spoke even more heavily.
He has actually pointed out Fang Ling at this time. We, the Holy Alliance, are not just an ancestor of Nascent Soul. The consequences of offending us are very serious.
How could Fang Ling not understand the meaning of his words? Then he smiled lightly and said, "You can go, I'll stay here."
When Li Mingdao heard Fang Ling's first sentence, his face was still full of joy, but when he heard the second sentence, his expression turned ugly.
At this time, he must not leave like this, otherwise he will not be able to hold his head high among the Holy Alliance in the future.
So after hesitating for a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Senior, are you going to make us the enemy of the Holy Alliance?"
"Oh, you are challenging me on behalf of the Saint-supporting Alliance. Okay, then consider it that I want to be the enemy of the Saint-supporting Alliance!" As Fang Ling spoke, a killing intent suddenly enveloped Li Mingdao, and then He said coldly: "Tell me where the nearest portal to the Holy Alliance is, and I will destroy him!"
After coming out of Zhenhuan Palace, it can be said that Fang Ling's mood has changed a lot. At this time, he really wanted to vent.
Yan Chenzhou will not be born until three years later. This Holy Alliance is just a good opportunity to vent his anger.
Li Mingdao was really dizzy at this moment. He didn¡¯t know whether he was meeting a fool or a madman.
Over the years, as the Yan Chenzhou Passage has illuminated the sky, even the Yuanying Ancestor has to retreat if he just says that he supports the Holy Alliance in doing things.
But this one actually wants to face off against the Holy Alliance.
"Fellow Taoist, you have such a strong tone, since you want to challenge me to support the Holy Alliance!" A cold and stern voice came from outside the restaurant, the voice was as strong as the sound of thunder.
Although the thunderous sound was not directed at him, Li Mingdao couldn't help but tremble in his heart. As for other people, they felt extremely uncomfortable under this thunderous sound.
The waiter, who had not had time to leave, held his head and slammed into the pillar.
As the voice fell, an old man with a short stature but full of burning aura appeared in the restaurant.
When Li Mingdao saw the old man, a smile suddenly appeared on his face. He respectfully clasped his fists towards the old man and said, "Disciple pays homage to the ancestor."
The old man waved his hand and his eyes fell on Fang Ling. He could feel the aura of the middle Nascent Soul coming from Fang Ling, but as a monk in the middle Nascent Soul, he had no scruples about Fang Ling.
After all, behind him is the huge Holy Alliance, so what if he is a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul!
The Yin Patriarch of the Maiden Sect and Liu Linen of the Qianzhu Sect were both in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so one was dead and the other was injured.
Although Fang Ling did not show any surprise at his arrival, which made him feel a little more scrupulous, he would never take such a thing to his heart.
"I Zhu Jiugong, there is a cave in Mannan Mountain. I believe fellow Taoists should have heard of my name."
As soon as the old man opened his mouth, Fang Ling waved his hand and said: "This I really haven't heard of it!"
This moment made Zhu Jiugong¡¯s face turn blue. Although he was not as dominant as Yan Chenzhou, there were not many people in Nanchu who didn¡¯t know him.
The reason why he reported his name just now was because he wanted to test Fang Ling's background, but he didn't expect that as soon as this person opened his mouth, he slapped him in the face.
"Seeking death!" After losing face in front of so many people, especially in front of his subordinates, Zhu Jiugong knew that if he didn't get it back, he wouldn't have to hang out in the future, so he waved his sleeves and saw thousands of red shadows. Flying towards Fang Ling.
These red shadows are centipedes more than half a foot long. Although they have no wings, they are all incredibly fast.
And when these centipedes flew in the air, they formed a poisonous gas around them.
This poisonous gas appears in three colors and has a sweet smell.
Fang Ling didn¡¯t know what this kind of centipede was, but Li Mingdao did. These centipedes are a variant formed by Zhu Jiugong by mating the full-sized centipede eggs he occasionally obtained with the blood snakes.
Zhu Jiugong calls this kind of centipede the three-poison fire centipede. Not only is it invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, but the poisonous gas it spits out from its mouth can corrode any means of self-protection.
Even a monk who has reached the golden elixir realm will have a headache when faced with such a three-poison fire centipede, let alone thousands of them.
It seems that this guy has angered Zhu Jiugong, so it¡¯s good that besides this guy, he can also get some credit.
Just when Li Mingdao was making plans in his mind, he saw that Fang Ling, who was sitting on the side, had a small black flag in his hand. As it swayed, black light flew out of the small flag, instantly killing the Three Poison Fire Centipedes. Sweep it clean.
Zhu Jiugong was very confident in the three-poison fire centipede that he had worked hard to cultivate for a hundred years, but when Fang Ling wiped out his three-poison fire centipede, he felt a little chill in his heart.
¡°Whether Fang Ling¡¯s magic weapon happened to restrain him, or Fang Ling was much stronger than him, these two points were not what he wanted to see.
At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind, and that was the Thirty-Six Strategies, and it was best to go on his own.
But just when he was about to escape, a black light swept towards him fiercely. The moment the black light fell on him, Zhu Jiugong felt as if his body was bound by something.
He even felt that he was going to rush towards the black banner. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!