When Qu Wuming visited the City Lord's Mansion at night, he had already figured out the layout of the City Lord's Mansion clearly.
Breaking in at this moment, he would naturally not get entangled with the ordinary people inside. He had only one goal, and that was to get close to the city lord Shirakawa Ling before she activated the protective restrictions in the city lord's palace!
However, when Qu Wuming rushed into the third courtyard of the City Lord's Mansion, what appeared in front of him was still not Shirakawa Ling, but hundreds of City Lord's Mansion guards with bright armor and ready formations - many of them were in the Qi refining stage, and even those who were building
The ascetics of the basic period.
What these guards wear is not the armor of ordinary city defenders, but special armors engraved with runes and formations. These armors, together with the specially made standard weapons in their hands, are complete sets of equipment, even if the ones wearing them are
Ordinary warriors can also rely on the spiritual stones loaded in them to perform spell attacks that are not inferior to those of monks in the foundation-building stage!
And if you are a cultivator, you can use the formations in these armors to temporarily improve your strength, and even form a large formation to combine each other's mana into one, and exert a strength that far exceeds your own cultivation level - just like
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect who formed a sword formation back then were ordinary.
Facing a group of soldiers who were waiting for him, Qu Wuming stood still with a sharp sword in his hand, and suddenly released the huge spiritual pressure of the God Transformation stage wantonly. Although they were still at least ten feet away, the powerful air flow stirred up by the spiritual pressure had already
The blow made the soldiers on the opposite side unsteady and their formation suddenly became scattered.
Just listen to Qu Wuming say coldly: "I came today just to kill Bai Chuanling and Bai Yunrui! Anyone who doesn't want to die, get out of my way!"
A cultivator in the stage of becoming a god actually broke into the city lord's mansion in broad daylight and kept saying that he wanted to kill the city lord? How had any of the palace soldiers ever seen such a situation?!
This sentence, Qu Wuming, was sent into everyone's ears with the pressure of spiritual consciousness. Even with the support and protection of special armor, these soldiers who had never experienced killing were still dizzy and frightened.
His face was bloodless, and what's more, his body was already like chaff, and he couldn't stand and collapsed to the ground.
"I'll count to three. Anyone who doesn't get out will die!" Qu Wuming's voice sounded like winter thunder in everyone's ears again.
"one!"
"two!"
Almost all the soldiers were sweating, and some even peed their pants. Everyone looked at each other, and they didn't know who was the leader. They threw the weapons in their hands to the ground with a clang, turned and turned to the side.
and ran to the small door.
If someone takes the lead, others will follow.
Before the word "three" could be uttered, all the soldiers had already run away. Some of them with weak legs even used their hands and feet to crawl, which was not much slower than the others...
"Bai Chuan Ling, get out!" Qu Wuming saw the soldiers running away cleanly, and suddenly Luck shouted loudly, and almost the entire city lord's palace was shaken by this roar.
"How dare you come to the City Lord's Mansion to act wild!" A cold voice came from the fourth courtyard. Then, a dignified woman wearing purple fairy clothes walked through the corner door and walked slowly into the fourth courtyard.
Three courtyards.
Qu Wuming looked coldly and saw the woman opposite her with light makeup and a delicate face. Her black hair was simply combed into a bun with two golden phoenix tail hairpins on it. Looking at the woman's brows and temples, she had the same look as those who had been interrogated before.
The young master of the palace, Bai Yunrui, bears an eighty-nine-point resemblance to her, so it must be Baichuan Ling.
"Are you the monk behind Fuwei Escort Agency?" Shirakawa Ling asked coldly.
"Exactly." Qu Wuming replied.
"Who are you? Where is my butler Bai Fu?"
"Bai Fu? I'll send you to see him right now!" Qu Wuming sneered, and a burst of black mist suddenly surged around his body. In an instant, he turned into eight identical black shadows, each holding a long sword, and rushed towards Bai Chuan Ling from all directions.
"Huh, what a trick." Baichuan Ling's body moved slightly, and two golden phoenix-tail hairpins flew out from above her head. In a flash of golden light, they turned into a pair of golden fire phoenixes, with their wings spread over three feet wide.
The two fire phoenixes screamed in unison, spitting out two hot flames from their mouths. Several black shadows were sprayed by the flames, and instantly turned into a burst of green smoke. The fire phoenix flapped its wings, and hundreds of feathers were fired like arrows.
It shot out, swallowing up the remaining black shadows like a sudden storm.
At this moment, a figure suddenly flashed out of the ground behind Bai Chuan Ling. Qu Wuming was seen holding an earth-yellow orb in his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand drew a sword light, piercing Bai Chuan Ling's back heart.
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Shirakawa Ling seemed to have noticed it early, and took a step forward with a gentle step.
Although it was just one step, it covered a distance of more than ten feet in an instant, and the sword light did not even touch the corner of her clothes.
A contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of Shirakawa Ling's mouth, she turned around suddenly, twisted her hands and said: "Start the formation!"
There was a buzzing sound in Qu Wuming's ears, and a circle of black ripples suddenly appeared under his feet, which spread to a radius of more than ten feet in an instant. Qu Wuming felt awe-struck, and just as he was about to cast a spell to leave, he felt as if he was being hit by a wave of
The force weighing more than a thousand kilograms pressed firmly on the ground, making it extremely difficult to even lift one's legs to take steps.
At the same time, the fairy sword in Qu Wuming's hand became extremely heavy. It seemed to have turned into a heavy object weighing no less than ten thousand kilograms in an instant. It fell to the ground with a clang, despite the power of Qu Wuming's spiritual consciousness.
No matter how much I push it, it won't move.
The same goes for Qu Wuming's storage ring.
If Qu Wuming hadn't opened his fingers in time and allowed the storage ring to slip from his fingers and fall to the ground, his entire fist would have been sucked to the ground by a huge force.
"You used that meteorite to make a magnetic formation?!" Qu Wuming asked in a deep voice.
Seeing that at this moment, all the metal objects within a radius of twenty feet were sucked around him and stuck firmly to the ground, and outside this area, a gray cloud had already risen.
The circular light mask covered the entire space of twenty feet around him.
"Humph." Baichuan Ling snorted coldly and did not answer. Instead, she turned over her hand and took out a black jade plate, raised her slender jade fingers and quickly drew runes on it.
Qu Wuming felt his heartbeat suddenly speed up, as if the blood all over his body became restless at this moment, as if it was involuntarily breaking through his meridians and blood vessels and seeping out from the skin. If it weren't for his body, he would have already
It is as strong as fine steel. Under the dual effects of the flow of mana and the blessing of internal force, it forcibly suppresses the restlessness in the blood. I am afraid that my own blood will break through the skin immediately and turn into a bloody man!
"Huh?" Baichuan Ling frowned slightly, as if she was a little surprised. She suddenly bit the tip of her tongue and squirted out a mouthful of blood towards the jade plate, and uttered "Jiu!"
The jade plate made a buzzing noise and flew above Qu Wuming's head with a whoosh. It suddenly became more than a foot wide and several feet thick. Then it suddenly fell down, penetrating the gray light barrier like a mountain bearing down on Qu Wuming and hitting Qu Wuming.
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At this moment, Qu Wuming's feet were like roots, being firmly attached to the ground, unable to move at all. Seeing the jade plate above his head smashing down like a big millstone, he had to shout loudly, raised his palms high, and actually forcibly smashed the jade plate.
The jade plate was placed on top of his head.
A crackling sound of joints was heard from Qu Wuming's body. Qu Wuming was pressed by the huge force so that his knees bent down and his back was arched, as if he might be crushed to pieces by the jade plate at any time.
"Ah...get up!!!" Qu Wuming gritted his teeth and roared word by word. The muscles on his body suddenly swelled with blood as he spoke, and he could only hear a stabbing sound.
Wuming's shirt was torn apart by the bulging muscles and hung on his body like strands of rags. Qu Wuming's body slowly stood up straight again.
However, as Bai Chuanling outside the formation kept urging the magic spells, Qu Wuming felt that the weight of the jade plate above his head had increased again. He could barely hold it up just now, but after a while, it seemed to be pressed down by it again.
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What made Qu Wuming feel that the situation was even more ominous was that a gray beam of light suddenly rose up from the Yuan Magnetic Array, covering his body inside.
There was a mysterious and powerful force in that light, which began to rapidly consume his own magic power, and even the power of his divine consciousness could no longer extend outside his body. If his body was not strong enough and he had the internal strength of a grand master,
I am afraid that it has been crushed into powder by the formation at this moment!
"If you don't take action yet, when will you wait?" At this time, Shirakawa Ling shouted quickly while performing the magic spell.
Qu Wuming frowned and slowly turned his head to look, only to see two figures flash out from behind the corner door.
Both of them were wearing special gray-black robes, and the spiritual light flashing on the robes was the same as the gray light mask that trapped them.
Looking at the faces of the two men again, I saw that one of them was Bai Yunrui, the young master of the palace who was knocked unconscious by him last night and had a part of his memory erased. The other person was a sword-wielding man who looked about forty.
woman.
"Hmph, you actually dare to go to the city lord's palace to cause trouble! Tell me, where did you hide Lin Wanqing?!" Bai Yunrui held a white jade sword and stepped into the formation unscrupulously. He pointed the sword at Qu Wuming's throat and asked
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Qu Wuming's eyes filled with blood, he glared at Bai Yunrui and said, "You still want to take advantage of her?"
"Huh, mother has explained everything to me now. I haven't obtained her soul and essence yet, and my spiritual roots haven't been fused yet. Of course, I still have to use her!" Bai Yunrui smiled arrogantly,
"It seems like you like her very much? When I finish using her, how about I reward you with the rest?"
"You are looking for death!" Qu Wuming said through gritted teeth.
"Hmph, you are still so arrogant now that you are like this?" Bai Yunrui looked at Qu Wuming with a joking face and said, "Then I will take off your leg first and see if you say it or not!"
Before he finished speaking, Bai Yunrui suddenly swung his sword and slashed Qu Wuming's left leg.
There was just a click sound, and the jade sword in Bai Yunrui's hand seemed to be chopped on the iron plate, shattering to pieces on the ground.
"Huh?!" Bai Yunrui raised his hand and saw that there was only a sword hilt left in his hand. Looking at Qu Wuming's thigh, there was no trace of any scars on his body except for a cut on his clothes.
"What a hard leg! Master, come here!" Bai Yunrui took half a step back and waved back.
The sword-wielding woman who had been standing outside the formation heard the words and stepped into the formation. A sword sound came from the jade sword in her hand, and the sword was instantly wrapped with a layer of cold aura.
Just when the woman was about to step forward, Qu Wuming suddenly said: "Gongsun Lan! Do you remember that hungry little girl in Gujiazhuang?"