"If someone really has the Xuantian Sword of Slaying Spirits in this way, he can take advantage of the situation to get rid of the disaster. If the two tribes unfortunately fail in the war, this group of people will become our hope for a comeback."
The monk explained in a solemn tone. road.
"Why should it be so complicated? If we want to find out whether the Xuantian treasure is on these people, we will completely..."
The mysterious control technique can be used to search for spiritual consciousness, but the heavens can be found. The Xuanzhan Lingjian Sword is of no benefit in the hands of our clan.
This thing is like a hot potato and is difficult to deal with.
We cannot guarantee that there are no alien lurkers in the mission or the Presbyterian Church.
Once the news is leaked, the human race will instantly become the target of public criticism. In order to protect itself, the demon race may withdraw from the alliance with us.
At that time, the human race will surely perish.
We are not a powerful race, and we do not have the strength to protect the Xuantian treasure waiting for the true spirit-level existence to come.
I even want to offer this treasure to other powerful races for asylum, but Shadow Clan and others may not give them any chance.
Therefore, it is wise to pretend to be confused to deal with the imminent war.
When the Xuantian Treasure fell to which clan, the one who attacked us was most likely the coalition forces of the Wood Clan and the Shadow Clan.
With the power of our shemale tribes and Tianyuan City, we are fully capable of resisting.
The Spirit Clan and the Black Clan are fighting fiercely. After learning the news, they will only fight more fiercely.
At worst, our tribes each lost a large amount of manpower, and they could meet the conditions for blood sacrifice to summon the Xuantian treasure.
No matter what clan this treasure originally belongs to, once it is summoned away, we have survived this disaster.
However, in order to decide the outcome before those powerful races find us, this battle will be different from the past.
Once the war begins, the result will be divided within a few years, and the degree of tragic will also be Far better than before.
Hey, most of the controllers of other tribes are tacit.
Otherwise, have you heard that anyone from which clan is really looking for this Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword?
In fact, everyone is just actively preparing for the war. The old monk said calmly.
When did you learn about this news? Why didn’t I receive any news before?
Will the elder intentionally hide it from me?
After hearing this, the Taoist priest flickered his eyes, he was stunned for a while, and then asked slightly unhappy.
It's very simple. I did this only after I knew that there was a problem with your identity.
I don’t know if you should call you the true person of Lei Luo at this moment, or call you Lord Ziying.
The old monk's eyes flashed, and his tone suddenly became cold, without any signs.
What purple shadow? What does Master Jin Yue mean?
The Taoist priest had no strange expression on his face, but instead frowned slightly.
Hey, it’s almost time, it’s time to have an attack.
The old monk ignored the Taoist priest and glanced at it and landed on the small incense burner in the corner.
A stick of incense was lit on the incense burner, and it was already burning halfway.
When is the time to come?
No, this fragrance... The Taoist priest's eyes flashed with purple light, and his face suddenly changed.
At almost the same moment, a purple shadow suddenly shot out from the Taoist priest and rushed straight to the old monk opposite him.
Ziying was restrained by the Four Divine Incense, and the old monk cooperated with the middle-aged Confucian scholar to successfully subdue him.
The real man Leiluo was unfortunately possessed by Ziying and ended up in a tragic end.
The monk chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice, his face showed sadness, and golden flames flew out in the blink of an eye, and the Taoist body turned into dust in the golden flames.
"According to common sense, although Ziying is not inferior to our fusion monks, with the magical powers of old friend Leiluo, he should not quietly possess and die."
"The only possibility, It was an old friend who was plotted against when he went to the wild world a hundred years ago. "
"This purple shadow is extremely cunning and has been hiding in the city for many years without any flaws. If the Holy Emperor had not seen through it, we might have been kept in the dark."
"This evil deed has been trying to gather ascendant monks in recent years, claiming that To protect oneself, it is actually bad. "
The old monk sighed.
The middle-aged man is the famous lord of the Tianyuan Realm among the human race - the Tianyuan Holy Emperor. "However, in recent years, ancient friends have indeed favored local monks. No wonder those ascended juniors are full of resentment."
But the Holy Emperor Tianyuan smiled gently, as gentle as the spring breeze blows on his face.
After years of retreat, the old monk neglected this matter.
However, in the face of the current urgent crisis, he had to temporarily put aside these trivial matters.
Purple shadow has occupied Lei Luo's body for many years, and I don't know how much information it has been conveyed.
Therefore, the defense and restrictions of Tianyuan City must be changed on a large scale to ensure safety. The monk's face was gloomy and realized the severity of the situation.
During an important consultation, the Presbyterians decided to discuss a major event carefully. Ziying has mastered important information, and Master Jin Yue will be responsible for detailed interrogation.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded slightly, then threw the jade bowl in his hand towards the old monk. "Thank you, Holy Emperor! It's a pity that those sent to all races are likely to be in danger."
The old monk took the jade bowl and showed regret.
In order not to arouse the enemy's alertness, you cannot directly interfere in this matter. Only a little adjustment of the manual arrangement.
It is expected that the Shadow Clan will attack them on the way.
I can only hope that they have enough luck to escape.
However, the Holy Emperor Tianyuan sighed first, and then asked: "Can these cultivators who have ascended for nearly a hundred years really own the Xuantian Spirit-Slaying Sword?" >
"How is this possible? As I just said, three parts are false and seven parts are true. Once the mysterious thing in one world is formed, it can indeed be brought to another world before the spiritual connection is stimulated."
"But once this treasure leaves the interface, it loses the opportunity to communicate with others."
"The mysterious thing that cannot communicate with others is not very useful, nor can it be displayed on the Chaos Spirit List. I said this before , I just want to buy more time."
The old monk smiled faintly.
So that's it. The master's study of Xuantian Treasure is indeed profound and admirable.
Yan Yun's mission is very variable. He and four other people were surrounding Baiyun, fighting fiercely with some strange birds and beasts.
These strange birds are huge in size, with four wings on the back, and look like bats that have been magnified several times, but their heads are like goats, with bent horns and bent back, and their mouths are exposed with sharp fangs, making them look extremely ferocious.
Hundreds of strange birds spread their wings at the same time, and the gray strange wind came out of thin air, and lightning as thick as a bowl was sprayed out of their mouths.
The strength is not inferior to the Jindan monk, and his iron claws are extremely sharp, and he is extremely fierce when fighting in close combat. If it weren't for the God-Transforming Cultivator, facing these strange birds and ancient beasts alone, it would have been a headache. In order to reduce the trouble, they might choose to temporarily avoid it.
Among the five Yan Yun and others, there are direct descendants of the Zhenling family, and there are also transformation demon cultivators among the seven demon clans, plus Yan Yun, a special person .
When they encountered a crazy attack by strange birds, they could easily and slaughter while protecting the Lingyun giant boat.
The young man with blood moles made gestures with his hands, controlled two white light rainbows more than ten feet long, covering the area above a hundred feet in front of him.
The two white rainbow bodies are extremely mysterious, and I don’t know what amazing weapon they are.
Where the spiritual light comes, the strong wind and thunder are cut open. Every time a flash occurs, one or several strange birds will be killed.
The young woman in black dress was in a fiercely burning black flame.
She did not use any magical powers, but just floated quietly in the air without moving.
However, whether it was a hurricane or a thunder and lightning that hit her was as effective as a mud cow entering the sea.
Once the monster bird pounces on her body, as long as it is stained with a trace of black flame, it will immediately turn into ashes.
Although these strange birds are extremely fierce, they never dared to get close to them after being destroyed for more than a dozen of them.
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In a fierce battle, the white-browed young man showed his unique fighting style.
He did not rely on any treasures and rushed straight into the flock of strange birds.
A pair of dark and shiny wings grew on his back, and his arms became extremely thick and had turned into a half-demon form.
In the battle, the white-browed young man flashed, and a ball of black shadows rushed around the flock of birds. Wherever he went, the strange birds were split into pieces.
The bloody rain splattered, and the scene was extremely bloody.
Yan Yun's performance was just the same. He released all the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords, and seventy-two golden lights several feet long circled around his body.
These golden lights not only blocked the attack of the strange birds, but also slashed the strange birds close to each other into two pieces.
Among the few people, the one who performed the most relaxed was the girl in white robe named Ye Ying.
She embraced the jasper pipa, and her ten tender fingers, like green onion, gently slid across the strings of the pipa.
Ring of dark yellow halos spread out layer by layer, and the strange birds rushing up nearby were swept into the halo.
The surface of the body will be covered with layers of gray-white strange substances, and then it will fall in a slight way, falling to pieces on the ground.
It turns out that this pipa has extremely rare petrified magical powers.
Although the five monks failed to use their most powerful magical powers, their attacks quickly and effectively eliminated hundreds of strange birds.
After the battle, they immediately restrained their magic power, turned into streams of light, and disappeared into the huge clouds transformed from the spiritual boat.
A moment later, the five people landed at the front of the jade boat.
Longdong looked around and sighed softly: "These strange birds came from inexplicably, but they could actually see through the changes in the Lingyun Boat, which was really unexpected."
His words aroused other things. The resonance between several people.
Xiaohong responded calmly:
"I have never heard of this kind of strange bird. The wilderness world is vast and there are many unknown ancient beasts, and it is not surprising that we have never seen them before. .”
"It's only the first time that Lingyun Zhou has been seen through his tracks, which has surprised me a little."
The young man with white eyebrows raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of worry in his tone:
"This shows that We have gone deep into the wilderness, and the road ahead will probably be full of challenges. Although there are many strange birds, they are still easy to deal with."
"However, if we encounter a more powerful ancient beast, we will do so if necessary Maybe we have to give up the spiritual boat in order to protect ourselves."
"This is common sense. If we really encounter a wild alien species like the rumored Hundred-Eyed Giant, we are definitely not their opponents, and we should save our lives. It is the first priority.”
Longdong suddenly turned his head, smiled slightly at Yan Yun, and said.
Yan Yun nodded calmly, without responding.
After a girl in white robe smiled, her eyes turned to the young woman in black robe and asked: "Sister Xiao, what you used before was the Black Phoenix Clan's talented magical power - the famous Black Flame! "
"This flame is really amazing and it is truly worthy of its reputation!" "
Xiaohong was slightly stunned when she heard the girl ask, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned. After thinking for a while, a strange look appeared in her eyes and she slowly replied: "Yes, this fire is indeed my place." The black flames that were trained were just a tiny power and were not worth mentioning. The pipa in the hand of fellow Taoist Ye reminded me of a rumored treasure. "
"It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, There was a senior from the fusion stage in the Tianling Realm to refine a Tongtian Spirit Treasure called "Shiling Pipa", which was ranked above the Chaos Spirit List and could use the three magical powers of petrification, molten gold, and ice at the same time. "
"I wonder what the treasure used by fellow Daoist Ye has to do with this spiritual treasure?"
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The girl responded with a smile: "Sister Xiao, you never thought that I also know something about human treasures." "Although this treasure in my hand is not the famous ones back then. The authentic Pipa is an ancient treasure based on its exquisite structure. "
"The only magical power it can exert is the wonderful art of petrification. In terms of power, compared with the authentic one, it is self-righteous There is a far difference."
The young woman nodded slightly and said slowly:
"So that's it. Even if it's just an imitation treasure, with this rare and unpreventable petrification magical power, it is enough to be comparable to ordinary spiritual treasures."
At this time, Longdong listened to the conversation between the two girls on the side. A smile appeared on his face.
However, as if suddenly remembering some important things in the past, he turned his eyes and looked at Yan Yun and asked: "Fellow Daoist Yan, the flying sword you have practiced It's quite unique."
"The flying sword actually has as many as seventy-two pants, and it seems to be a complete set of exquisite combinations, and its power is even more extraordinary."
"This situation reminds me of a senior master who also ascended to the fairy world in the past."
"When that senior was in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm, he cleverly relied on his seventy-two flying swords when he was skillful in his seventy-two flying swords when he was in the late stage of the Void Refining Realm. The sword formation set up could compete with the fusion monks without any disadvantage, which caused a great sensation in the world of immortal cultivation at that time. "
"However, the sword lights cast by that senior were all blue , it is different from your magical flying sword. "
"I wonder if fellow Daoist Yan's flying sword also contains some mysterious sword formation magic power?" "
Long Dong's eyes revealed a strong interest, and seemed to be extremely concerned about the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword that Yan Yun had previously used.
In the realm of fairy tale, Yan Yun felt a little moved when he heard about his predecessors. He practiced many flying swords with humility, but only won by the number of people, and did not involve the sword formation.
The girl in white robe mentioned the senior "Qing Yuanzi" and called her a strange man, created her own martial arts and sacrificed the sword formation.
However, there was no news after the predecessor entered the wilderness many years ago. If he could obtain his inheritance, he might be expected to advance to the fusion stage.
Longdong smiled calmly when he heard this. Yan Yun was silent for a long time, from his name, magic weapon to his own creation of martial arts, all pointed to Qing Yuanzi, who was the senior in the lower realm who founded the Qing Yuan Sword Art in the past.
Yan Yun was quite surprised to see the whereabouts of this strange man. Unfortunately, he has embarked on the path of dual cultivation of Dharma bodies. If it were not for this, he would follow the Qingyuan Sword Art and seek the inheritance of Qingyuanzi, which would be the right way.
Yan Yun was thinking in his heart, and he saluted the rest of the people with a look of expression. Then he turned into a ray of light, instantly flew to the top of the jade boat, and sat cross-legged alone.
Seeing this, Xiaohong, the Blood Mole Young Man and others looked at each other, and then they dispersed.
Some people return to their quiet room to continue their practice, while others go to other places in Yuzhou to handle affairs. (This chapter ends)