My Disciples Are All Villains

Vol 3 Chapter 617: The final resurrection

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Yu Shangrong's figure flickered and appeared on the water the next second.

Feet cling to the quagmire tightly without dripping water.

He leaned over and listened quietly.

The surroundings are quiet to the extreme... often the more extreme the quiet, the easier it is for tinnitus. This is the case with Yu Shangrong.

There is a sparse wind sound in the tinnitus?

wrong.

Yu Shangrong flew upward.

In the direction of Loulan Chengchi, a large number of practitioners flew.

Purple robe, and practitioners in armor.

"There are twelve days..." Yu Shangrong felt a headache...

With his ability, he can indeed solve these practitioners, but he is ultimately human.

If the Loulan people were fighting in wheels, he would be exhausted and stop falling.

He thought about it, glanced at Jiliang Ma and said, "Jiliang."

Appeal.

The lucky horse flew over happily.

Yu Shangrong patted the horse back and said, "Lead them away...Fly south of the sky, the highest point in the south of the sky. Presumably they can't fly past, you throw them there."

Appeal.

"At your speed, you can't fly too fast, lest they can't keep up..." Yu Shangrong untied his cloak, flew into the jungle to break some branches, put it on horseback, and the cloak covered it.

The lucky horse turned around in place.

"Go..."

Appeal

This Ma Xiao, far exceeded all the previous calls.

Lucky horse stepped out of the jungle... and flew in the direction of Da Yan.

The purple robe practitioners and those soldiers from Loulan Human City Pool saw Ji Jiliang, immediately turned their direction, and chased them out... The dense practitioners in the rear followed.

Looking up from the forest, it looks like a mischievous child, provokes Ma Honeycomb...

Yu Shangrong glanced, leaning on the tree trunk and muttering: "Don't fly too fast."

Jiliang Ma knew Yu Shangrong's intentions and stopped flying all the way.

In the eyes of those who practiced the purple robe, they thought it was a general mount, and they would be tired after a short flight.

All the way chasing.

It wasn't until he entered the sea of ​​clouds that Yu Shangrong closed his eyes, adjusted his breath, and rested.

He knew...the next step was the real challenge.

It takes more than ten days for the lucky horse to fly to the sky. At least one more time, one more time, and more than twenty days before he can rush back to pick himself up. But... it is only twelve days before the master can be resurrected.

This means that he needs to bring Yu Zhenghai back to Dayan by himself.

"Flying by yourself?" Yu Shangrong's eyes opened when he thought of this, and he was rather helpless.

There are times when the frightened sword and demon are helpless.

...

Lucky Horse's strategy was successful.

But on the third day... another practitioner came to the quagmire.

Yu Shangrong did not appear, but observed in the forest.

Those who practiced the purple robe observed around the quagmire, and flew a distance over the ground, turned their direction, and flew away from the scene.

I want to come to investigate the people who were killed in the purple robe.

For the next three days, Xiang An was fine.

...

At the same time, in the camp of the Ruoli, Carol is also closely watching the trend of this matter.

"General, Loulan replied. Although they did not find the sword demon... but they were already on the way back to Dayan, and they put a lot of traps. He can't go back!" A subordinate bowed.

Carol opened her eyes and nodded. "Very well... what's the situation with Basil?"

"Master Basil is not in a good mood, he still can't accept your opinion."

"Stupid... How did this kind of person become a big witch?" Carol grinned. "There is only a nine-leaf in Dayan territory... The pace of the Twelve Nations Alliance must be consistent. He thought he was King Loulan?"

"This... the subordinates don't know."

"Go on, if he comes, he will say that General's affairs are busy and he is missing."

"Yes!"

The subordinate went out.

Flying towards the camp, not long after, he came to another camp.

After saying hello to the bodyguards, they came out of the tent smoothly.

"Sir, I have conveyed your meaning to the general."

A voice rang out from the camp account: "With the general's mind, wouldn't you know me in general...Is he satisfied with my suggestion?"

The subordinate said:

"The general said that it is difficult for him to accept your stupid suggestions. Loulan should think about why he is so weak."

"what?"

"Sir, the anger! This is what the general told me to bring you the original words! The general also said that the business is busy and will not meet you!"

The voice fell.

There was a long silence in the camp.

Sister Basil, holding his breath, said: "Go away."

Where did the subordinate dare to stay, immediately ran out of the camp, came to the remote woods outside the camp, and flew out a letter before returning to the soft camp.

In the Loulan camp.

Basil scolded: "Carol, your softness is just a group of uncivilized barbarians, and is it worthy of being compared to my Loulan?"

The wizard who respectfully stood next to him said, "Adult... Then we have to stop Yu Shangrong."

"What do you think?"

"The subordinates suggested not to intercept Yu Shangrong... in order to show good to Da Yan. Da Yan Youming is in full swing, and the Alliance of the Twelve Nations may not succeed."

Basil glanced at his subordinate and said:

"Do not."

"Adult means?"

"I not only want to intercept Yu Shangrong... but also drive him to the realm of the Ruri people. However, at all costs, he will be killed. At that time, the Devil's Pavilion will surely be moved to Ruri. I want to see, he Carol has the ability to carry Jiuye!"

"Adult wise."

"You do it, remember, there must be a soft figure."

"Subordinates understand."

It is nothing more than finding some people to pretend to be soft people.

...

Twelve days are fleeting.

In addition to the previous twenty-seven days, that is, the forty-nine days of prime time when no enlightenment was transformed into a human being completely passed.

Forty-nine days, neither long nor short...enough to make tremendous changes in the spiritual world.

No one knows how far the practice world has now reached.

The sun rises as usual and the moon sets as usual, everything looks normal.

In the morning, a drop of crystal clear water revealed that it slipped from the treetops... The light in the forest shone it dazzlingly.

Buzz!

The drop of water was dragged by an invisible vitality just before hitting Yu Shangrong's hair.

Yu Shangrong also opened his eyes at this time.

The vitality is scattered... The water droplets suspended above the head are evaporated to dryness and disappear.

Grunt!

Snoring!

In the middle of the mire, blisters again.

Yu Shangrong fell down, floated out of the jungle, suspended in the vicinity, overlooking the area.

The blisters are getting stronger and stronger until the hot air evaporates and becomes boiling hot water.

Under constant transpiration, the quagmire where there was not much water originally became dry and became mud...

Finally...without the sound of blisters, the piece of mud became flat and dry.

Yu Shangrong held his arms and stared at the soil...

"You have timed out..." Yu Shangrong said softly.

He raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky.

Sunrise East... The sunlight passes through the jungle, through the mountains and rivers, and falls in the ancient city of Loulan in the distance.

Everything is quiet.

Birds are flying, twittering all the time.

A changed bird, with a keen sense of smell, landed in the middle of the quagmire, constantly pecking at the dry surface.

Da Da Da... Da Da... Da Da...

The bird seems to smell a certain smell ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ pecked very hard.

puff!

It pecked a hole.

Wow ————

A muddy arm burst out of the ground and grabbed the bird!

With five fingers, I grabbed the wings of the bird!

Then the five fingers spread out, and the bird flew away like an escape.

And that arm was straight toward the sky.

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