Chapter 2087 Holy Meeting (Part 2)

Everyone looked intently and saw Lu Wuhuan, Ying Ronger, Zhongli Canye and a haggard old monk wearing linen clothes sitting on the ground.

These four people had their eyes closed tightly and showed no reaction to the outside world. However, their auras were very stable. It seemed that they were only temporarily comatose.

Gui Wuya looked at it carefully for a moment and pondered: "These three fellow Taoists are all familiar with each other. They are the mountain masters of Shenxiao Mountain, Ten Thousand Beasts Mountain and Tianmo Mountain. As for the last one, could it be that he is The 'angry monk' from Kuzhou in the West? "

"Yes"

Xiao Kunlun nodded and said: "The angry monk came all the way from Kuzhou to track down the devil who sneaked into our human continent back then, and this devil is now the Buried Emperor."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Potian sneered and said, "Dong Huanghao Yuan, a demon clan thief, actually wants to become the human ancestor? It's like a fool! I, Xuanyuan Potian, are incompatible with him, so I will kill this thief!"

Feng Wu sighed: "It's a pity that the ninth ancestor We agreed not to interfere in the affairs of Antarctic Fairy Continent, so We can only deal with this catastrophe by ourselves. This is a battle between heaven and man. Only by winning this battle can the hundreds of millions of living beings in Antarctic Fairy Continent have a way to survive."

Gui Wuya is in Lu Wuhuan, Ying Ronger, Zhongli Can Ye and Nu Monk looked at each other for a moment. Shen Sheng said: "With the addition of these four fellow Taoists, our chances of winning will increase a lot. Unfortunately, they are all in a coma now, but we don't know why?"

This is the most critical question, all of them Everyone looked at Xiao Kunlun.

Xiao Kunlun said lightly: "The Four Saints were struck by the 'Devil Seed Seal' of the Buried Heavenly Emperor, and were imprisoned in the ghost prison for many years. Not only was their magic power imprisoned, but their injuries were also quite serious. Fortunately, Taoist Fellow Linghu had already made arrangements for the four saints. holy The injuries are almost healed, and now there is only one final step left. All Taoist friends need to work together with me to break the ‘divine seal’ in their bodies, and the Four Saints will wake up immediately.”

“ That’s great!”

After hearing this, Gui Wuya was overjoyed: “The Heavenly Burying Emperor’s destiny has been lost, but we have received strong support from four people. With one thing going the other way, we really have the strength to fight! "

"What are you waiting for? Let's take action together."

As Xuanyuan Potian spoke, he pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a golden holy energy appeared behind his head, flowing like a heavenly dragon. indefinite.

Seeing this, the other saints also showed their magical powers.

Xiao Kunlun pointed with his hand, and a horizontal map of mountains and seas appeared in mid-air. A dark blue glow emerged from it, divided into four parts, and penetrated into the bodies of the four saints at the same time.

In an instant, various visions appeared on the top of the mountain. The holy energy was blooming, the rays of light reached the sky, and the ethereal fairy music flowed in all directions, as if the great road was performed, giving birth to infinite mystery!

All the saints took action together, and boundless mana poured into Ying Ronger, Lu Wuhuan and others. Soon they encountered a strange black barrier, trying to nip their mana in the bud.

“This is the ‘God Seal of Heavenly Demon Seed’. Fellow Taoists, please work harder and break this seal with me!”

Xiao Kunlun shouted loudly and activated his magic power to the extreme.

Xuanyuan Potian, Li Yuxian, Wu Nian and others did not hesitate, and vast mana poured out like a tide.

This state lasted for about a quarter of an hour, and suddenly a slight breaking sound was heard, as if something had been broken.

A black light shot out from the heads of the four saints, quickly condensed in mid-air, and finally formed a huge black hole, as if an eye emerged from the abyss!

This eye stares at everyone, exuding a heart-stopping aura!

"Hmph!"

Xuanyuan Potian squinted and snorted coldly, waving his sleeves and robes, and the golden holy energy above his head thrust out like a sharp sword, hitting the deep black hole in the middle.

At the same time, Li Yuxian and Xiao Kunlun also took action at the same time. Their magic powers were boundless. The former was like a dome of white jade, and the latter was like a mountain roaring and a tsunami, rushing into the black hole.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the black hole was torn into pieces.

The last barrier that bound the Four Saints collapsed, and the "Seal of the Demon Seed" also disappeared!

Gradually, the visions on the peak disappeared one after another, and everything became calm.

After a while, the Four Saints slowly opened their eyes.

“This is.”

There was a trace of confusion in Lu Wuhuan’s eyes. Looking around, he found that there were all existences whose aura was not weaker than his own.

Ying Ronger was a little better than him, and she regained consciousness quickly. She stood up from the ground and said in a deep voice: "But fellow Taoists, you saved us?"

Everyone looked at each other and Xiao Kunlun answered. Said: "We just helped you break the seal. It was Linghu Bai who took the initiative and took the lead. The Buried Emperor led him to Daluo Cave, and then the two Taoist friends Wei Wenxiang and Wu Nian attacked the ghost prison. As for the one who finally rescued you, it was not a saint, but a monk in the realm of tribulation."
 “A monk in the realm of catastrophe?”

Ying Ronger showed surprise.

It is said that all saints are ants, and even the gap between a sub-sage and a saint is like a chasm. Based on her past knowledge, she never thought that she would be rescued by a monk in the tribulation realm.

"This is absolutely true." Wu Nian and Wei Wen Xiang said in unison.

Only Ying Ronger believed it, and the surprise in her eyes became stronger, and asked: "But I don't know who this strange person is?"

"This person's name is 'Liang Yan'." Xiao Kunlun replied.

As soon as this statement came out, Ying Ronger had no special reaction because she didn't know Liang Yan at all.

But beside her, the haggard monk who had just woken up was startled when he heard this.

"What did you just say?"

The monk's eyes swept over him like lightning, with a trace of doubt and shock.

Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly: "The name of the person who rescued you is 'Liang Yan', and he is a monk from an overseas island."

"It's really him!"
 The monk's eyes showed surprise, but he soon thought of something, smiled slightly, and seemed to be talking to himself:

"Bodhi has never been an extraordinary tree. A lotus was planted in the Buddha's heart to realize the true truth. Who said that the true fruit is in the spiritual platform? It is a Buddha, not a Buddha. It is natural!"

These words are not spoken to anyone, but to him at this moment. His true thoughts have a sense of joy in his heart, but others cannot understand them.

It was considered a small episode, and several saints ignored it. After a while, Zhongli Canye asked: "What is the situation in Antarctic Fairy Continent now?"

Wei Wen Xiang He briefly told the story to let the Four Holy Capitals, who had just woken up, understand the current situation.

"So that's it. The reason why we were saved was all because of Brother Linghu's plan." Zhongli Canye nodded slightly, and then solemnly said: "Brother Linghu sacrificed his life to fight for a chance of survival for me. How can I let you down? Besides, I have a sworn hatred with the Burial Emperor. This hatred cannot be eliminated. Only by killing them all can I eliminate the hatred in my heart."

He is a giant in the magic way. When he speaks, murderous intent emerges, and the magic light above his head makes people shudder.

Ying Ronger and Lu Wuhuan also nodded and said: "We are responsible for the Northern Expedition."

Only the monk frowned and remained silent.

"Why is the holy monk so frowning?" Xuanyuan Potian asked.

The angry monk sighed and said solemnly: "I was buried by the Heavenly Emperor who dug up the bones of the Vajra Buddha and used special means to suppress my magic power. Even if the 'God Seal of the Demon Seed' in my body was cracked, it would not allow me to return to my prime. Now, With less than 20% of the strength, it is difficult to play a role in this war."

As soon as he finished speaking. Xiao Kunlun laughed and said: "Holy monk, don't worry, your two disciples are both in Tiangong City. This 'Vajra Buddha Bone' will return to its original owner sooner or later."

"What did you say?"

The angry monk's eyes widened and he stood up suddenly. Although he lacked magic power, there was a powerful aura emanating from him.

Everyone had a vague illusion, as if the person standing in front of them was not a withered monk, but a Vajra Buddha with unparalleled divine power!

Even a proud and arrogant person like Xuanyuan Potian couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

"Why are my two disciples in Tiangong City? Please tell me clearly, fellow Taoists, is it someone's plot, or is it the murderer who ruined Tiangong City?"

"Since it was a plot, They also volunteered."

Xiao Kunlun patiently explained: "Liang Yan was arrested and taken to Tiangong City. He knew this in advance. It was his fate, and it was also an opportunity for him to be reborn from the ashes! As for Lian Xin, you probably know him better than I do, so I won’t go into detail. Anyway, with the two of them inside Tiangong City, it is highly possible for the holy monk to regain the Vajra Buddha Bones. Increase, when the time comes, I will still have to rely on your magical power to deal with the Burial Emperor."

"Is it a disaster?"

The angry monk closed his eyes slightly and smiled bitterly.

After a while, the aura on his body quietly dissipated, and he returned to the appearance of the withered old monk before.

Li Yuxian also spoke at this time: "In fact, from the moment you entered the Antarctic Fairy Continent, you have been involved in this dispute between heaven and man. Now it has reached the final stage, and no one can stay out of it. If you want to protect your own lineage, you must use all your strength to fight for a chance of survival for your disciples!"

After hearing this, the angry monk sighed, and his eyes gradually became sharp.

"Fellow Taoists, you don't need to say anything. I already know the cause and effect of today. Brother Linghu has given me guidance. Now, only by fighting bloody battles and eliminating the demons can we return a peaceful world to our human continent."

"That's exactly what it should be!"

Gui Wuya nodded slightly, and then looked at Xiao Kunlun: "Fellow Daoist Xiao, only you know Linghu Bai's last move. Now that everyone is here, he said Is it time for you to speak out?”

Xiao Kunlun looked calm, glanced at the crowd, and said slowly: 
“According to Daoist Brother Linghu’s plan, if the battle in Daluo Cave is successful, Emperor Burying Tian will have to retreat to recuperate, and we can use this opportunity to counterattack Beiming. But the most critical thing in this step is actually time. If the time is wrong, I’m afraid everything will be lost!”

“Time?”

Everyone looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

Gui Wuya muttered: "According to our joint deduction, it is calculated that the time for Emperor Burial to launch the blood sacrifice formation will be about two months later. During these two months, he should be fully recovering from his injuries. The last step to reach the top in a winning posture. But I don’t know what day you are talking about?”

“Counting from now on, seven or seventy-nine days will be the day when we attack Tiangong City.” Xiao Kunlun. He said calmly.

Gui Wuya looked puzzled: "Why this day?"

Xiao Kunlun glanced at him: "You should know that the 'Six Heavenly Demonic Rings' are in the hands of Emperor Burial. Right? ”

Gui Wuya nodded: "I know a little bit about it."

"The 'Six Heavenly Demonic Rings' have eternal power, but unfortunately it split into six fragments. The Burial Emperor only got five of them, so he couldn't fully understand them. , he used a special secret method to divide his true spirit into five pieces, and attached them to five fragments respectively. As long as the true spirit on one fragment survives, it is an immortal existence."

"Brother Linghu's layout in Cangnan Mountain and Guangling City has already destroyed two of the true spirit fragments. , then you joined forces to attack the Lord of Yongye City and destroyed the third true spirit fragment. Now there are two left. One is in the body of the Buried Emperor, and the other is in the underground dragon vein of Tiangong City!"

When Gui Wuya heard this, his heart moved and he blurted out: "Is the dragon vein you are talking about the Ziwei dragon vein? " 
Xiao Kunlun nodded slightly: "Yes, Ziwei Dragon Vein is the ancestor of spiritual veins! It has taken 180,000 years since the Nine Saints Slayed the Immortals to form three Ziwei dragon veins. These three Ziwei dragon veins were born from the fate of heaven and earth. As for the underground dragon veins under Tiangong City, they are the birthplace of all spiritual veins in Antarctic Immortal Continent. , but it is the fourth Ziwei dragon vein born 20,000 years ago.”

When all the saints heard this, their expressions changed slightly: "There is actually a fourth Ziwei dragon vein!"

Xiao Kunlun continued: "This is not surprising, the Burial Emperor is a person born in accordance with the fate of heaven. , was favored by heaven, so the fourth Ziwei Dragon Vein was born under Tiangong City, allowing him to enjoy it alone.”

"As for his fourth fragment, it is hidden in this crape myrtle dragon vein. After thousands of years of refining, it has been integrated with the dragon vein. Unless this crape myrtle dragon vein is chopped, the true spirit in the fragment cannot be destroyed. "

As soon as this was said, all the saints present, including Li Yuxian and Xuanyuan Potian, looked surprised!

"How is this possible! The Ziwei dragon vein is born from the destiny of heaven and earth and does not belong to anyone. How can he fuse the true spirit with the dragon vein?" Xuanyuan Potian frowned.

"This is the fact, so Emperor Burial is the one chosen by Heaven." Xiao Kunlun said lightly.

"If this is the case, we will not be able to break the situation. Because the crape myrtle dragon vein is nurtured by heaven and earth, even a saint would not dare to destroy it. Otherwise, he will have to suffer immeasurable cause and effect, and the final outcome will be death!" Gui Wuya said in a deep voice.

"Actually, there is someone who can." Xiao Kunlun smiled slightly.

“Who?”

Everyone looked at Xiao Kunlun.

"Liang Yan."

"He?"

Hearing this name, Xuanyuan Potian, Gui Wuya, Feng Wu and others all frowned.

“He is just a monk in the Transformation Tribulation Realm. He is like an ant in the eyes of the saint. How can he destroy the Ziwei Dragon Vein?”

“You don’t know. Although this guy is not strong enough, he has three things. One of the Dao Foundations is the 'Jue Tian Dao Foundation'. Those who possess this Dao Foundation are incomparable to heaven and earth, and are not affected by the fate of heaven and earth, nor are they counterattacked by cause and effect. They are the only ones who can cut off the Ziwei Dragon Vein!"

"The 7749th is the day when this son will be reborn from the ashes! If he can successfully survive this disaster, he can become our dragon-slaying sword. At that time, all of us will attack Tiangong City with all our strength and attract the Buried Emperor. and Beiming Saint, create opportunities for him to cut off the dragon veins"

"This is Linghu Bai's last move"