Chapter 128 Chapter 128: All the monsters are in trouble, and the Red Emperor City is turbulent
"I am a monk from the Cangxuan Domain, not a monk from outside the domain."
Meng Chen heard the Golden Winged Peng King's doubts and said softly.
Cangxuan monk? ! How is it possible that such a terrifying existence could be born in this small domain!
When the Golden Winged Peng King and others heard this, they were shocked. They thought that their master was the supreme genius of the upper three realms, but they didn't expect that he was just a native of the lower realm.
Meng Chen, on the other hand, was deep in thought. Naturally, he didn't want to miss the fairy essence liquid left by Sanxian.
If you can use its magical ability to channel the potential of the Immortal Tribulation Dao Body, you won't be able to ascend directly to become an immortal, but it should be no problem to break through one or two small realms.
Thinking of this, he asked Golden-winged Peng King again: "Where is the Sanxian Dao hidden?"
Dajinpeng shook his head, he didn't know either.
The news they got from Tianji Pavilion was that Sanxian Daozang was about to be born in Cangxuan Domain, but they didn't know the specific location and time, unless they spent a lot of money to ask Tianji Pavilion again.
Seeing this, Meng Chen didn't ask any more questions. Afterwards, he used the deduction on the jade plate of creation to see if he could deduce the location of Sanxian Daozang.
"Who is Lord Demon Soul?"
Meng Chen thought of what the demon spider he had swallowed before threatened him and mentioned the Demon Soul Lord.
When the Golden-winged Peng King heard the Demon Soul Venerable, his bird's eyes showed a hint of contempt, and his tone was even more disdainful.
"Ha~ That guy is just a half-dead old guy who is half-stepped in the Tao. He wants to save face and gave himself the title of Demon Soul Venerable, but he is as timid as a mouse. He doesn't dare to come to Cangxuan Domain on his own. So he sent his most powerful descendant here, but he was devoured by your lord.”
The Demonic Soul Venerable once took the Fairy Spirit Essence Liquid. Although his cultivation level is higher than that of the Golden Winged Peng King, due to his short lifespan and declining Qi and blood, he is now in a half-dead state, dormant in an ancient poisonous building in the Demonic Domain. He was lingering in the forest, but his real combat power was not as good as that of the Golden Winged Peng King.
When Meng Chen heard this, he originally thought it was Lord Hedao, but he didn't expect it to be a half-waste guy. He was not even as good as the Great Golden Roc, and he couldn't be his opponent.
Meng Chen's face straightened and he gave the first order to the six god-level creatures.
"Go and wipe out these two sects, deal with them cleanly, don't leave any residue..."
"Yes, my lord."
Although Xiao Jinpeng and others were more or less injured and could not exert their combat power in their heyday, they still had 60% or 70% strength. Six god-level creatures attacked the Ghost Shadow Sect and the Blood Demon Sect at the same time, attacking them. For me, it is a great honor.
Meng Chen rode the big golden roc to Scarlet Emperor City.
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Scarlet Emperor City is very lively during this period. Many surrounding forces and some powerful sects have sent strong men and outstanding disciples to come. It seems that something big is about to happen.
On the bustling streets, there are many people wearing different clothes and exuding dangerous auras.
There are even people with extremely venomous snakes wrapped around their bodies, or playing with scorpions in their hands. The sharp hooks make people chill, and the venom is brewing in the hooks. If they are scratched by them, you will definitely eat them.
They are poisonous cultivators from the Evil Realm. They are different from alchemists. They practice poisonous techniques, killing people and being invisible, which makes people feel chilly. Most cultivators are not willing to be enemies with them.
At this moment, this group of poisonous cultivators were competing with a group of shirtless men with various monster patterns painted on their bodies. Each of the big men is more than three meters tall, with thick arms like pillars, and fists as big as casseroles. They are wearing monster skins, and their exposed muscles are as hard as granite. They also have various scars and are full of energy and blood. , full of masculinity, many female cultivators feel a little excited when they look at the hard muscles of the big men.
These tall and powerful men came from the Northern Wilderness Territory.
"Jie Jie Jie~ Guys from the beast tribe, do you want to die? You dare to block our way."
An old man in a black robe with a few strands of gray-white hair among the evil cultivators made a disgusting sound like a crow, and strands of green anger surrounded him, making people shudder. Wherever he passed, the flowers and grass withered. , all living beings are poisoned.
The leader of the Northern Wilderness Territory, a tall man more than five meters tall, snorted coldly and directly dispersed the poisonous gas. He had the animal pattern of the god-turned-monster beast Black Blood Dragon on his body. His face was ferocious and he exuded a ferocious aura that made people It felt like facing a fierce dragon, which was extremely terrifying.
"Evil rat, put away your tricks. Even the soul-eating poison gas wants to cause harm to us. It's really wishful thinking."
The strong man of the fierce dragon looked at the skinny old man with disdain in his eyes. They had been bathed in various animal blood poisons since they were young in the Northern Wasteland, and they had long been immune to poisons. The poisonous gas of the Evil Poison Cultivator was as simple as air to them.
The Evil Poison Cultivators' eyes changed slightly when they heard the fierce dragon man's taunt. They were so arrogant that they dared to look down on their poison skills.
The skinny old man looked at the demonic beast tattoos on the fierce dragon man's body and showed a trace of fear. Those who can transform into divine demonic beasts must be in the late Yuan Ying stage, or even strong men in the Great Perfection. But those who dare to look down on his Evil Poison Cultivator, even if they are Yuan Ying. Neither can the powerful Ying Dzogchen.
The skinny old man raised his hand, and dark purple gas swirled around his fingertips. The wailing face of a creature could be vaguely seen in it, and the shrill cries could be heard echoing around, slowly spreading.
The passers-by around him were so frightened that they all stayed away. Some passers-by who had no time to escape inhaled some poisonous gas and suddenly showed expressions of mourning. They knelt down and cried loudly, as if a close relative at home had died.
As the cries of passers-by became louder and louder, the life breath was gradually extracted from the skinny old man's fingertips, and the dark purple poisonous gas ~ the ghost's mourning cry gradually became thicker, and the ghost's face became clearer as he cried. , creepy.
"Since you think that the poisonous gas of my evil cultivator is harmless to you, why not try this?"
The skinny old man's face, which was like a dead tree trunk, revealed a strange smile. The fierce dragon man showed a strong expression, and his body surface glowed with bright red energy and blood. It turned into a terrifying blood dragon that looked up to the sky and roared, surrounding the young people behind him to protect them. .
He himself is not afraid, but not these little cubs behind him.
But just when the skinny old man was about to take action, a large khaki-yellow hand that was more than ten feet wide condensed out of the sky. It was as hard as topaz. When it fell, the wind was blowing, like Mount Tai pressing on the top. It was irresistible. The majestic pressure Directly dissipated the diffuse dark purple poisonous air.
Under the big hands of earthy yellow, many poisonous cultivators from Evil were directly suppressed and fell to their knees, like a puddle of mud, their eyes full of fear.
The person who came was Xuanyuan Houtu, the deputy city lord of Huangdi City, who turned into a god in half a step.
Beside him, there were three representatives from Baidi City, Black Emperor City, and Qingdi City who came to discuss matters.
"If you dare to act recklessly in the Five Emperors City, you are seeking death."
Although Xuanyuan Houtu is the deputy city lord of Huangdi City, it stands to reason that if someone makes trouble in Red Emperor City, he does not have to worry about it.
But the Five Emperors City is connected with each other, and someone is making trouble, and it's a guy from the Evil Realm, so naturally he won't just sit idly by and ignore it.
The thick earth's big hand pressed hard and directly buried the evil evil cultivators into the earth.
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