Chapter 690: Identity exposed, danger coming
The man from Xiongshan took the letter and read it.
"Chi——"
A pool of ashes fell from the fingers, and burned as soon as it was read.
"You can contact them, but don't be in a hurry. Just let them do what's easy. How are the cursed items you collected?"
The leader nodded slightly, telling him that everything was ready.
"We have already obtained a lock of hair from the owner of the Immortal Castle through insider hands, but after inspection, we found that it seems..."
"What does it look like?"
"The Lord of the Immortal Castle seems to be not a human being!"
"Oh?"
The Xiongshan people were always dull and steady, so they couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this, and turned around to ask him seriously.
"Are you sure? Do you have any evidence?"
All the true disciples of Wu Dao Sect nodded affirmatively.
"We are 70% sure that if the owner of the Immortal Castle is not a reproductive cultivator who is good at transplantation, and the strand of hair is indeed him, then he should be a ferocious monster!"
"The demon clan actually got into our human cultivation world and became the king to fight for hegemony?"
The people on Xiongshan Mountain were in disbelief, and there were many local Jindan monks from Chu State around who were also dumbfounded!
They have been fighting the Immortal Castle for so many years, but they have not discovered this secret.
Even if the opponent is good at using military formations and maintains an army of tens of thousands of monsters, it is just a special way to control the beasts. After all, many demonic sects, including themselves, also have armies of monsters.
But the fact that the Lord of the Immortal Castle is himself a monster completely subverts all three views!
"After our secret investigation, we found that every month, a large amount of cultivation resources are continuously mined and shipped out from the southeast of Chu and sent to the Swallowing Star Mountains in the south, which is the realm of the demon clan. This is enough to prove their identity as a demon clan and come to our human cultivation. The world plunders resources!”
"What???"
"This is happening!"
"This Immortal Castle turned out to be offline from the demon clan"
"Have the current demon clan learned to do this?"
Everyone kept exclaiming, trying their best to digest this shocking news.
Although the people in Xiongshan were upset, they soon calmed down.
"It doesn't matter. It's reasonable and reasonable for us to cut off this hand. Even if the demon clan on the Swallowing Star Mountain Range is dissatisfied, due to the rules of the human world, the demon king and above cannot easily come in true form, so there is no need to worry."
"That's right, we and the Immortal Castle are a normal struggle for hegemony between forces. The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy. It's a fair competition. In the end, if they lose, it's just because their skills are inferior to others. There's nothing to complain about."
The true successors of the Wu Dao Sect are all disciples of the sect, so they have nothing to fear from this, and they all believe that the Demon King will not interfere in this matter.
The man from Xiongshan nodded:
"Then if you feel about the same, you can start! I'm afraid that there will be long nights and many dreams, and if the opponent captures Yueyao Peak first, it will be a bit difficult to deal with it then."
The leader of the Wu Dao Sect took the order, took out a woodpecker, installed a fourth-level high-grade spiritual stone in the groove on its back, stuffed the small bag into the crop on its abdomen, and then threw it out!
The wooden bird flapped its wings and flew away in the blink of an eye.
"Although we are proficient in curses, the Lord of the Immortal Castle is at the pinnacle of the golden elixir after all. He can even open his mouth to refine horizontal bones. His strength is unfathomable. Even a joint curse will take a long time."
"This time, the hair is handed over to our senior brother, the Holy Son of Wu Dao Sect, the leader of Butian Pavilion. He will personally use the town's magical power "Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head", and he will definitely be able to curse the demon into being unable to take care of himself!" < br>
"If you want to clean it up then, it will be easy!"
When the people on Xiong Mountain heard this, they seemed to agree with it on the surface, but in fact they were shocked inside!
The Holy Son of Wu Dao Sect!
Leader of Butian Pavilion!
Big brother of the younger generation!
Nailhead Seven Arrows book!
With a person like this taking action personally, I'm afraid that the ugly monster in the Immortal Castle is really enough to drink it!
However, he vaguely remembered something.
That was when he was still in the East China Sea of Song Dynasty, and he was also cursed inexplicably. If his cheap master Jinglian layman hadn't taken action, he might have really fallen into trouble!
At that time, according to the master, the cursed magical power in him seemed to be the so-called "Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head".
Recalling its power, he couldn't help but touch his butt. There was a huge and thick thing there, swaying gently from side to side.
Inadvertently, he inquired about the news.
"Brother Taoist, is "The Book of Seven Arrows" unique to your Wu Dao Sect?"
"Of course!"
The true disciples of Wu Dao Sect did not doubt his presence, thinking that the people on Xiong Mountain wanted to understand its power, so in order to reassure him, they patiently explained it to him.
"This magical power is famous in the field of curses. It can ignore the defensive barrier from a long distance and directly curse the target body. It is impossible to prevent it!"
"Once targeted by this technique, it is basically impossible to escape. There is no other way but to be cursed to death. It is equivalent to a death sentence!"
"Our senior brother once relied on this technique to curse countless golden elixir stage monks to death. Now he is about to reach the Nascent Soul stage. The Lord of the Immortal Castle who is only at the golden elixir stage will definitely not be able to hold on for long."
"Don't worry!"
The Xiongshan man nodded thoughtfully, deliberately pretending to be impressed, and then asked casually.
"Besides your senior brother, is there anyone else who knows this technique?"
The true disciple of Wu Dao Sect was stunned for a moment, and then thought about it seriously.
"There should be no younger generation. After all, the requirements for this technique are too harsh. Only senior brother can learn it in our generation."
"Of course, there may be some among the older generation who know how to do it, we don't know. But there are definitely elders in the Yuan Ying stage within the sect who know how to do it, there is no doubt about it!"
"Why, does the gang leader have any other enemies that are difficult to deal with? If you want to ask another senior brother to take action, you can, but you will have to pay a fee!"
"Uh-huh. Hahahaha, okay!"
The people from Xiongshan laughed and asked about the cost of asking the Holy Son of Wu Dao Sect to take action, and said that he would think about it later.
These true disciples didn't take it to heart, and in fact they didn't really want to cause any trouble to their senior brother.
A few days later, Yueyao Peak.
The battle here is in full swing. The Immortal Castle has been attacked for seven whole days and nights. All the offensives are in order and every step is carried out.
Now, halfway up the mountainside, the flags of Immortal Castle are basically planted.
Rows of disciples, under the cover of monster beasts, are launching a final charge to the top of the mountain. As long as they can reach it and dismantle the last mountain-protecting formation, they will be considered successful!
In the sky, there were five or six golden elixir stage monks from each side fighting each other, while the rest were repairing and restoring their magic power in the camp.
Master Linli's face was pale at this time, and he was sitting cross-legged on the top of Yueyao Peak. There were several peak masters from other peaks beside him, all of them were decorated and looked worried.
The offensive of Nongxian Castle was too fierce, and its leader's troops were as steady as a mountain, leaving them no chance of making a comeback.
"If this continues, I'm afraid we will have no choice but to abandon the peak and run away!"
This thought passed through everyone's mind, but they couldn't help but ask themselves, without Jiu Yao Peak, where else could they go with their disciples?
At the foot of the mountain.
Teams of disciples in the camp were running around, carrying equipment and props for mountain attack. Everything was under the management of the temporary military system, and they rushed to the battlefield to resume their duties.
In the Chinese army's tent, Mr. Yan was wrapped up tightly and silently regained his demonic power. Below, Qian Bu was chatting and laughing with several Jindan masters. They were all predicting when they could reach the top of the mountain. The group of people were laughing from ear to ear.
Because once Jiuyao Peak is completely conquered, then each of them, Jindan Daoist, will be assigned a blessed land in Lingshan Mountain, and all of them will be the masters of the peak!
Sure enough, these days, Conglong Zhigong is the most popular, and it is very important to follow the boss!
"Although Linli Zhenren, that old guy, is powerful and has been powerful in the southeast of Chu for hundreds of years, but under the military formation of the fortress master, didn't he return in defeat?"
"The master of the fort is like a god in his troops, the two military advisors perform miracles one after another, the young master is well-organized, and all the disciples are united, how can there be any reason to be invincible?"
"Hahaha, it's true. Everyone here is a talent. Jiuyao Peak is full of rotten trees. It's time for Lingshan Paradise to change its owner!"
"Hey, you guys, this is a disgrace to Qian. This whole journey is all due to the efforts of the foster father and the two military advisors. I haven't made any contribution, how can I dare to take credit?"
Qian Bu was also in the tent. He was very humble at this time and waved his hands repeatedly, telling everyone not to flatter him or kill him.
Fortunately, Dai Fubu and Zhu Duiyou were not here, and they were taking turns in the sky at this time, fighting against the opponent's Jindan Zhenren, otherwise they would have made him angry again.
"Hey, young master, why are you doing this? The two military advisors are young and energetic, and everyone is used to it when they talk without mercy. It's just a joke, no need to take it seriously!"
While everyone comforted him, they also moved closer to him.
Because Mr. Nong of Nongxian Castle only wanted to hold on to the monsters he brought, and Dai Bubu and Zhu Duiyou were wary of outsiders, this group of golden elixir masters had no choice but to seek refuge with Qianbu, and formed a clique in private. circle.
At this time, Mr. Yan in the main seat also opened his eyes, but he did not stop exercising.
"My son, there is no need to belittle yourself. My father has seen your efforts and has always entrusted you with important responsibilities. After the Immortal Castle unifies the surrounding areas of Jiuyao in the future, I will lead the two military advisors to fight elsewhere. When the time comes, We still need you to take charge here!”
"Thank you so much for your trust in my adoptive father. My son, I will live up to my expectations!"
Qian Bu stood up and walked out, knelt down and kowtowed with great respect, which made Mr. Yao very satisfied.
"Get up, everyone else, disperse as well. Go back and restore your cultivation. There is still a tough battle to be fought, so don't relax!"
"Yes!"
The various Jindan masters left the scene one after another, and Qian Bu also quietly retreated.
The big tent was empty except for Mr. Yan, who was huddled in his wide sleeves and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that this battle was coming to an end.
As long as you can conquer Yueyao Peak, what you will face next is the final battle with the Wild Bear Gang!
"Wild Bear Gang, people from Bear Mountain, ha."
The corner of Mr. Yan's mouth under the brim of his hat couldn't help but sneer.
It's not that it looks down on others, but that the stupid guy from Xiong Mountain doesn't know how to use soldiers or formations. How can he be his opponent?
When the time comes to fight and defeat him, the Wild Bear Gang will be torn apart in an instant, and the surrounding areas of Jiuyao Peak will be easily captured by him!
The reason why he stays now is just to help him share the pressure of Jiu Yao's peaks. Do you really think he is on par with you?
Mr. Yao will take the lead in the next game, and sometimes it is not a bad thing to give in appropriately.
If it insisted on deciding the outcome with the Wild Bear Gang on the periphery before attacking Jiuyao Peak, its vitality would have been severely damaged by then, and it would take a long time to disintegrate the Jiuyao Alliance on its own.
But by bringing together the Wild Bear Gang to defeat Jiuyao Peak first, and then engage in the final decisive battle between the two parties, this saved a lot of energy and laid the foundation for a quick unification.
Thinking of this, it smacked its lips with satisfaction and muttered to itself.
"Your Majesty, my old minister is on his way. He will be able to go back to you soon."
But at this moment, suddenly!
"Ugh~"
It suddenly arched its waist, leaned forward, and vomited all over the floor.
It was a pool of yellow-green mucus, with broken eggs and white maggots twisting disgustingly inside.
For a moment the big tent was filled with the unpleasant smell of vomit.
Mr. Yan only felt pain like needles all over his body. Both his bone marrow and blood vessels were blocked by worms, spinning around in his body.
"What?!"
It summoned all its demonic power to suppress this strange phenomenon.
But a strange whistle suddenly came out of the body, with a strange tribal rhythm, as if it was transported from the air in the wilderness era.
"Hahahahaha, the junior of the demon clan actually took a big order. This is almost close to the Nascent Soul stage. Not bad, not bad, worthy of the incarnation of this commander!"
In an instant, there was a sudden movement in the ground. A big and thick worm broke out of the ground and shot an electric bullet between the eyebrows!
Mr. Yao had no time to stop him and was directly pulled into the sea of consciousness.
Inside, the worm twisted rapidly, looking for Mr. Yao's soul, licking its lips to show its excited hunting light.
"What kind of monster dares to break into my sea of consciousness?"
The surging demon consciousness gathered around him, and Mr. Yao mobilized all his energy to surround and suppress this uninvited evil guest.
The two fought continuously in it, which was extremely dangerous.
outside world.
When Qian Bu heard the commotion, he left and returned, hurried back, opened the tent and entered.
"What happened, foster father?"
Mr. Yao had no time to reply to him, and was still engaged in a duel with an unknown worm.
Qian Bu turned around cautiously and opened the curtain. After looking outside and seeing that nothing was going on, he placed a ban on the place and then stood next to Mr. Yan to protect him personally.
After a while.
"Wow~"
Mr. Yan suddenly vomited a big mouthful.
There was half an insect corpse inside, which was as thick as a wrist!
The face under the hood was haggard. He took a long breath and straightened up tiredly. He glanced at Qian Bu, who was standing upright next to him, and felt a warm current in his heart.
"My son, it's okay. Just clean up the ground."
Qian Bu didn't ask any further questions, and went straight forward to clean up the traces left by Mr. Nong, and at the same time remove the smell from the big tent.
But there is no time to stop for half a stick of incense.
Mr. Yan suddenly couldn't help but yell again!
"Uh-huh!!!"
Qian Bu quickly turned around and saw the scene in front of him in horror.
I saw the shadow of a huge long insect standing upright from behind my adoptive father, lowering its head and staring at him fiercely, then suddenly wormed its way into his body again.
Mr. Yan screamed in pain:
"No! Who are you and why are you targeting me one after another?"
The worm was very ferocious. This time it gave up its sea of consciousness and instead got into its demonic body, swimming freely and domineeringly.
Qian Bu's eyes flickered, and he walked gently onto the stage again and came to Mr. Yan's side.
(End of chapter)