sjar Chapter 257 It’s night, let’s grab the bride first
Chapter 257 It’s night, let’s grab the bride first
In the Dragon Soul Sect, the wedding of Ghost Dragon Lord Zi Ji and Ji Shulong began, with lights and decorations, and red silk everywhere.
The evil cultivators watched as the bridal sedan pulled by Suanni descended from the sky. The sedan was surrounded by spiritual light, as if it was made up of the brightest stars in the world.
Two circling dragons were embroidered on the curtains of the bridal sedan, and the dragons' bodies were glowing with a faint blue light, as if they would break out of the painting at any time.
The faces of the evil cultivators around were filled with the smell of being forcibly dragged here. They gathered together and whispered about how many mortals to sacrifice to the Ten Thousand Souls Banner today.
Suddenly, a piercing scream pierced the night sky, and a huge black eagle fell from the sky. Its wings were dozens of feet wide, and its feathers were as black as ink. The black eagle's eyes were flashing with a dark green light, and it squatted on the top of the tower, as if acting as a guard.
At the same time, the evil practitioners on the ground began to recite strange scriptures.
As the spell was chanted, the surrounding air began to distort and deform, as if controlled by an invisible force.
The soil on the ground began to wriggle, as if countless earthworms were moving around in it, and the sacrificed corpses also began to move slowly, staggering open their scarlet eyes.
At this moment, the curtain of the sedan chair was slowly lifted.
I saw Zi Ji wearing a black dragon robe with countless golden dragons embroidered on it, and the dragon bodies were shining with dazzling golden light.
He wears a mask and won't take it off even when he gets married.
Ji Shulong came out from another sedan chair, wearing a red wedding dress embroidered with countless gorgeous blood-red lotus flowers, as if they were dyed with blood.
The evil practitioners knelt on the ground and saluted them.
There was no joy on Ji Shulong's face, only deep indifference and helplessness. Her eyes revealed a trace of imperceptible worry. She heard Su Chen say that Qin Muyue was on the way, but she knew that there was also a trap set by Zi Ji waiting here.
However, she was now under someone's control and was being monitored personally by Zi Ji, so she couldn't even get any news out.
Zi Ji walked slowly towards Ji Shulong and reached out to hold her hand.
His hands were cold and powerful, as if they wanted to bind Ji Shulong tightly.
Ji Shulong trembled slightly, but finally gave his hand to Zi Ji and walked with him to the huge and luxurious screen in the auditorium.
Su Chen was the master of ceremonies. He held up the wedding invitation with a cold voice and said, "I bow to heaven and earth..."
Ji Shulong thought that her husband's soul was still in Zi Ji's hands, so she could only bend down and was about to bow.
A voice resounded throughout the sky above the Dragon Soul Sect.
"I don't agree with this marriage!"
My little girl is here. Ji Shulong was secretly happy and turned around to look for Qin Muyue.
The soaring dragon boat with dozens of immortal boats stopped above the Dragon Soul Sect. A girl stood on the bow, her red dress fluttering in the wind. The Handan sword floated at her side, emitting a sharp sword intent.
Behind the girl, dozens of immortal boats were arranged in an orderly manner. On each boat stood monks dressed in various sect costumes. They held various magical instruments in their hands and looked as powerful as rainbows, as if they were ready to engage in battle at any time.
The evil cultivators around all looked up as their faces changed.
When they saw the huge fleet of immortal boats, they couldn't help feeling a little fear in their hearts, but then they regained their former arrogance, thinking that they were numerous and powerful and were not afraid of any invading enemy.
When Zi Ji heard Qin Muyue's voice, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He snorted coldly and waved his hand. A black light curtain appeared and the protective formation for the sect had already been activated.
At the same time, he whispered to Ji Shulong: "If you dare to make any unusual moves, I will immediately destroy your husband's soul."
Ji Shulong's heart trembled, but she did not show it. She just nodded slightly to indicate that she would abide by the rules.
At this time, Qin Muyue had already led the monks to bombard the black light curtain with their own magical powers.
Zi Ji brought a group of evil cultivators to the sky above the Dragon Soul Sect.
Qin Muyue pointed his sword at Zi Ji from a distance and said in a cold voice: "Ghost Dragon Lord, if you know what's good for you, surrender immediately and I can still spare your life. Otherwise, today will be the end of your Dragon Soul Sect!"
Zi Ji laughed loudly upon hearing this. He said confidently, "Qin Muyue, do you think you can defeat my Dragon Soul Sect with just your small number of men? That's ridiculous! Today, I will let you see the true strength of my Dragon Soul Sect!"
As he spoke, Zi Ji waved his hands, and the evil cultivators on the ground began to move. They each cast a spell, summoning all kinds of monsters and evil spirits, which rushed towards the cultivators in black clouds.
The golden light of the dragon soul flashed on Qin Muyue's body. He held up the Fuxi Bagua Plate with one hand and the Holy Seal of Stopping War with the other hand. He shouted loudly: "It seems that I can't let you go today. Heaven's punishment!"
Following Qin Muyue's order, the immortals in the immortal boat fleet cast their spells one after another. Various magical weapons shone brightly and shot towards the evil cultivators below like meteors.
At the same time, Qin Muyue's Handan Sword appeared. The sword spirit with white hair and black clothes was filled with murderous aura and transformed into a blue light, which immediately beheaded hundreds of evil creatures.
The entire Dragon Soul Sect was suddenly plunged into a thrilling battle. The immortals and the evil cultivators engaged in a fierce duel. The lights of various spells and magical weapons intertwined together, as brilliant as fireworks, yet full of murderous intent.