Chapter 133 The Seven Sects Conference Thousand Years Ago
Chapter 133 The Seven Sects Conference Thousand Years Ago
Author: Yan Xiaohe
Chapter 133 The Seven Sects Conference Thousand Years Ago
Now Sang Luo felt that he was Xie Kun of Dao Sect.
But after all, she didn't see it with her own eyes, so it's hard to say she was dead.
So, Sang Luo told Lu Changsheng what happened in Fuchuan City.
Lu Changsheng was shocked when he heard this,
"Is there such a thing?"
Someone actually made a contract with the ancient blue dragon?
Are you still associated with the soul of the Demon Sect’s leader?
This kind of thing somewhat broke Lu Changsheng's understanding.
Sang Luo glanced at him and said suspiciously,
"Didn't Zhang Jianting and your junior sister tell you?"
Lu Changsheng recalled that when his junior sister first returned to the sect, she was dancing and telling him stories.
But he was dragged aside and held down by his unreliable third junior brother.
So, the story didn’t work out!
Seeing his silent expression, Sang Luo knew that Zhang Jianting didn't say anything.
"But that's not important anymore. What's important is how to get out of here now."
Chu Yanshu looked at the sky, made a hand seal with his hands and went out.
The golden formation seal blended into the dark blue sky, like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no response for a long time.
Lu Changsheng looked at Chu Yanshu and Sang Luo,
"How is it? Can you break the formation?"
Chu Yanshu shook his head,
"No, this illusion should have been forged by a weapon refiner who is good at talisman formations. Now someone has added a materialization formation outside. We can't break it inside unless someone discovers it outside and breaks the illusion ball."
Lu Changsheng's face became even worse when he heard this.
"Are we going to sit back and wait for death?"
Sang Luo pondered for a moment,
"Is the plot there still useful?"
The essence of fantasy is that it is a script killer.
Isn't it okay to kill him after finishing the scenario?
Chu Yanshu said,
"It stands to reason that this is the case, but I always feel that this illusion is not that simple."
Otherwise, the person outside would not waste any time making the illusion come true.
As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual jade tied around his waist vibrated.
Chu Yanshu picked up Lingyu and looked at the message. It was from a person named Mu Ming.
"The Seven Sects Competition is coming soon, senior brother, come back soon."
"Ignorance?"
Sang Luo raised his eyes and looked at Chu Yanshu, feeling that the name seemed familiar.
In Ning Xi's dream, this person appeared, and he seemed to be one of her uncles.
Chu Yanshu also noticed this.
But before the two of them could speak, the spirit jade on Lu Changsheng’s waist also received a message——
Sheng Hua: [The Seven Sects Competition is coming soon, please come back soon.]
Lu Changsheng stared at Lingyu for a long time.
Sheng Hua is his master.
Sang Luo poked him,
"What's going on? Did you find anything?"
Lu Changsheng raised his eyes to look at Sang Luo and handed her the spiritual jade in his hand, his expression not very good.
"If I guess correctly, this illusion should be based on the Seven Sects Conference a thousand years ago."
Sang Luo narrowed his eyes as he listened.
"No wonder."
She felt that things would not be that simple.
At the Seven Sects Conference a thousand years ago, the demons descended and countless people died.
That person wants to trap them here!
But what she holds is the identity card of the Hehuan Sect.
There should be no connection between the Hehuan Sect and the Seven Sects Conference.
Just as doubts arose in Sang Luo's mind, a message came from his Lingyu.
The person who sent her the message was noted as her sister.
Sister: [Stop wandering outside, the Seven Sects Conference is coming soon, either go back to Huanzong, or go directly to Kunwu Mountain for me.]
Lu Changsheng looked at the information prompts in Sangluo Lingyu and remained silent for a moment.
"It seems our guess was good."
At the seven-sect assembly, there will be killings.