Chapter 1571 Qingyu Immortal City
Half a year later, while walking and stopping, I could smell the smell of blood in the distance. It was a fairy city, and there were more than a dozen fairy villages stretching nearby. The fairy villages were like snakes. The momentum formed into a formation, connected from end to end, guarding the fairy city in the center.
Beyond the Fairy City, there are large and small monster groups scattered around. Further afield, there are also signs of ghost and demon activities. It has been more than a hundred years since he entered the secret realm of Lingxu from Qiushui Town. The fairy city that was initially built, which is now Qingyu Fairy City, is still in a corner. It can be seen that the situation of several major immortal cultivators headed by Wang Yue in the secret territory of Lingxu is indeed not optimistic.
In the secret territory of Lingxu, the spiritual energy is rich and dominated by monsters. In the past, the space was shaken and connected intermittently with Qingyu, Chiyuan, and Blue Demon. Although there were some sporadic human races entering, it was comparable to the entire Lingxu. It is undoubtedly like a mud cow entering the sea. The only branch of the Zhao clan that has made achievements in the secret territory of Lingxu, as well as the Fu clan and the He clan among the branches of the Qin clan, are also limited to a fixed area.
The powerful demon clan each occupies a mountain and is king, each dividing a certain territory. Even the great demons who have become the true meaning level cannot withstand the passage of time. Once the leader of a territory dies, his territory will often be competed for by his demon cultivators of varying strengths, and the sphere of influence will be re-divided. This goes on and on.
In contrast, several major immortal cultivators headed by Wang Yue have begun to build fairy cities since entering the Lingxu Secret Realm. Compared with monsters, ghosts, or demons, the human race places more emphasis on inheritance. Naturally, the large number of humans from Qingyu Continent settled in Lingxu, which directly aroused the fear of the local demon clan and some branches of the ghost clan. As a result, the battle between the two sides has never stopped.
"The smell of blood is really strong. It seems that there have been many battles here." Luo Ping'er stood on the right side of Lu Xiaotian and frowned, not used to the strong smell of blood.
"Would you like to pass through the demon clan's territory quickly?" Xiang Qingcheng glanced at Lu Xiaotiandao, who was in a good mental state at this time.
"Hurry up and get over there. We should get to know the situation in Qingyu Immortal City. If the situation is extremely bad, there is no need to intervene. Just let them retreat directly to Qingyu Continent." Lu Xiaotian shook his head, no It means intervening in the battle too early.
Even if he takes action, he can only save Qingyu Fairy City for a while, and he cannot stay here forever. How strong one must be to earn the corresponding status. If you are not strong enough, you want to forcefully occupy a large area in the Lingxu Secret Realm. It will undoubtedly lead to more disasters, even if he takes action now, Wangyue and several immortal cultivators have eliminated some strong men of the demon clan, allowing Qingyu Immortal City to expand to a considerable area.
But it is not a good thing for Qingyu Continent to push weak people to unsuitable high positions. Once he leaves, the monks in Qingyu Continent are likely to fall heavily from their falsely high position, and may even be in a worse situation than before. After all, Qingyu Continent experienced a large-scale war between humans and ghosts before. Although it suppressed the ghost branch, it also suffered heavy losses in the continuous melee in the world of immortality and the war between humans and ghosts.
Although Luo Ping'er and Xiang Qingcheng were surprised, they didn't ask any questions. They directly controlled the Feihe warship to move forward at full speed, chasing a group of monster birds behind them, and more than a dozen of them thought they were fast. The demon cultivator who was not slow was left behind.
"What a fast flying boat!" As the flying crane warship approached, it quickly attracted the attention of Qingyu Immortal City and several major immortal villages around the Immortal City.
"It seems to be our human race's warship. Could it be that Brother Tiannan from your sect, Fairy Luo, and fellow Taoist Tiancan from Nanhuang are back?" At this time, dozens of people came in the direction of Qingyu Immortal City. The figure shot into the air. One of them is Qingdan Palace Ji Qianshui, and next to Ji Qianshui is Wen Changyun, the leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, and the first great monk in Qingyu Continent to realize the true meaning. With extraordinary magical power, he became the mainstay of Qingyu Immortal City.
"It doesn't look like it. This flying boat is extraordinary. Although it is only the size of the flying kite warship, its speed is faster than any of us. I'm afraid Luo Qing and the others haven't had the time to build such a flying boat. The warship came out. But if it weren't for Fairy Luo and the others, I'm afraid they would just be immortal cultivators from other continents." Master Huo Xiao from the Sky Realm shook his head. Dedede, a Pegasus with a snow-white body, purple hooves, and thunderous hooves galloped over. On the horse was a woman in silver armor, with a silver mask on her face. Phoenix eyes are like lightning. The monks around him all looked at him sideways.
Accompanying him was a handsome man with a handsome face, an eight-eyed Suanni crown, deep eyes, and a temperament as deep as the abyss.
"It's not Fairy Luo, it's our old friend who has been away for many years, Fellow Daoist Lu from Lingxiao Palace." The flying crane warship is getting closer and closer. There was a bit of surprise on Wen Changyun's face. The way the other party appeared at this time was a bit unique.
"What? Is it our Senior Brother Lu from Lingxiao Palace?" At this time, Xiao Xiangyu from Lingxiao Palace suddenly said with excitement on his slightly tired face.
"Senior Brother Lu is back?" Yuan Min, another Nascent Soul cultivator from Lingxiao Palace, came over with a look of ecstasy on his face and tried his best to look far away among all the Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Lu Xiaotian is back, but his condition doesn't look very good. He is lying on the recliner half dead. It doesn't make any difference whether he comes back or not." Another strange and sinister voice sounded, and the speaker was none other than Zhou from Xuan Bingmen. Zhou Tong and Lu Xiaotian are old enemies. Before the war between humans and ghosts, the fact that he was slapped several times by Lu Xiaotian had already been known to everyone. Zhou Tong has always held a grudge against this even after so many years. Zhou Tong had already forgotten about it.
Or perhaps it was because Lu Xiaotian had gone away and he did not remember the matter for the time being. Once Lu Xiaotian appeared again, the experience that Zhou Tong thought was humiliating came to mind again. Seeing Lu Xiaotian's body looking weak and weak, half lying on the chair as if he was disabled, Zhou Tong felt an inexplicable joy in his heart. Just seeing the women on both sides of Lu Xiaotian, Zhou Tong felt inexplicably jealous. Dongfang Yi, who was extremely elegant in his early years, Zhou Tong originally thought was the one in his pocket, but he didn't expect that it ended up ruining Lu Xiaotian's good deeds.
"How virtuous and capable this boy is, to be accompanied by such a beautiful woman." Zhou Tong cursed in his heart. Now Lu Xiaotian is half dead, but there are two women around him, one is charming and the other is charming. The beautiful appearance made the world in front of her suddenly lose a lot of color.
"Zhou Tong, Senior Brother Lu, no matter what, he made great contributions to Wangyue and even the war between Qingyu Continent and the ghost tribe. When you are disrespectful, can you take a mirror and look at yourself? What kind of virtue! Senior Brother Lu is always the elder of my Lingxiao Palace. Even if the alliance doesn’t care, you, Zhou Tong, are not someone you can insult.” A voice sounded. The person who came was none other than Peng Dayong, the third Nascent Soul monk in Lingxiao Palace at this time.
(End of this chapter)