The Gu territory is mostly mountainous and forested.
The architectural style of the Wu people in this area is also very different from other areas in Xianyun Realm.
Most of them use wood as the main building material.
Therefore, compared with the other three domains and one sea in Xianyun Realm, this area is like a primitive zone, and the humans living here are like uncivilized primitive people.
Most of the clothes on his body are even animal skins.
Two years ago, Gujiang launched a massive attack on Tianqi, trying to join forces with the Cangming Realm monks to overthrow the Tianqi Dynasty.
As a result, there was an emptiness in the rear, and Huangfuying took advantage of it, leading Wudong and Endless Sea Palm to rush back and forth across the Gu territory for half a month.
That battle stained the earth with blood, and the rivers in the Gu territory were dyed red, and they did not regain their clarity for several months.
Fortunately, Huangfuying is not the kind of person who is prone to murder.
In that battle, almost all the witch cultivators from Gu territory were killed, and hundreds of altars were destroyed.
Therefore, there were actually not many casualties among the people in Gujiang.
This is a small tribe located deep in the mountains.
There are only a hundred primitive wooden houses made of wood and withered grass, covering an area of less than two miles.
Surrounded by wild jungle.
A tribe of this size cannot even be ranked among the thousands of tribes in Gu territory.
But the altar of this tribe happened to be on the path of Huangfu Ying's surprise attack on the Witch Temple.
As a result, all the statues and altars of this tribe were destroyed and turned into ruins.
Now under the dilapidated altar.
A woman wearing yellow fur of an unknown beast was carrying her two half-human-tall children with difficulty, stacking stones towards the altar, trying to move the altar repair.
The shamans who grew up in Gu territory grew up in a twisted sacrificial atmosphere.
Sacrifice to the gods of their own tribe has become a part of their lives.
In their concept, gods are superior.
Even if the sacrificial process requires the tribe's shamans to sacrifice their lives, they do not feel afraid, but feel it is an honor.
Even if Huangfuying and his party did not kill the shamans in that battle, they still hated those who destroyed their tribe's idols and altars from the bottom of their hearts.
"Child, except for the land of Gujiang, everyone is our enemy. They refuse to accept the gods, refuse to sacrifice to the gods, and are always thinking about destroying our Gujiang."
< br>"Except for our land, everyone is a blasphemer."
"If you grow up and are lucky enough to be favored by the gods and become witch cultivators, you must take revenge and avenge the shame of our Birds."< br>
“Let these guys who dare to blaspheme pay the price with blood.”
The shoulders of the women carrying the stones had blood marks from the hemp rope dragging the stones, but She still had a cold face and spoke to her two children in Gujiang's native language.
The hatred contained in the words made the two children dare not disobey and nodded one after another.
Just in time.
Boohoo! Countless streams of light passed over Asuka's head.
Even if it just passed by the Bird Tribe in the blink of an eye, the terrifying aura remaining in the air still made the entire Bird Tribe paralyzed.
Including the woman and two children who were carrying stones.
The woman was shocked by the breath and collapsed to the ground. She couldn't even move a finger, but there was still madness in her eyes.
She remembered that two years ago, it was this aura that did not belong to Gu Jiang shaman cultivator that came to the Bird Department, destroyed their altar, and smashed their bird god sculptures to pieces.
"They're here again!" the woman thought sadly.
At the same time, in the sky not far from the Asuka Department.
Kong Ji, who was rushing towards the Shaman Temple with a group of masters, turned back and glanced at the direction of the Asuka Department, with a complicated expression in his eyes.
The conversation between the woman and the two children could not escape his ears.
"It's hard to understand, isn't it?" Huangfuying also broke away from the crowd at this time and landed next to Kong Ji.
He also followed Kong Ji’s gaze and looked towards the Asuka Department, and said in a cold voice: "Even if these shamans are selected and sacrificed to the gods in their mouths, they will not reveal it. A little bit of hatred."
"But they showed unparalleled anger towards us for destroying the statues."
"They are more enthusiastic about their worship than their own lives."< br>
Hearing this, Kong Zhen nodded slightly and said four words: "It's not their fault."
"It's true that it's not their fault." Huangfuying smiled softly and said in a gentle voice:
“The will of the Witch God has affected this land for thousands of years, becoming a fanatical worship engraved in their souls.”
“When I overthrow the Witch God Temple and take over this land, these Only then will the witch people realize what kind of life they lived before."
"Only when they live a human life will they realize how dark the era ruled by the witch temple was."
said. After finishing, Huangfuying's figure twisted on the spot and chased towards the team in front.
Naturally, Kong Ji followed closely behind.
He had already heard about Gu territory, the Witch Temple, and the witch people in this land through his father Qiaoqiao.
"It's really ignorance that has lasted for ten thousand years."
Kong Fu murmured, feeling happy for his decision to attack the Witch Temple this time.
He is not a soft-hearted person, nor is he a good man or woman, but he still feels disgusted in the face of this cruel and appalling way of ruling.
"The Witch Temple deserves to die." Kong Ji thought silently.
White unknown stones are piled up into a mountain to look like an altar.
It is bigger than any peak in Gu territory.
A staircase extends from the top of the altar to the ground, with no end as far as the eye can see.
It crawls on the Gu territory, like a white beast, staring at this land with eager eyes.
At the top of the altar, which ordinary monks could not set foot on in their lifetime, stood a simple and huge palace formed by stacked stones.
The palace is surrounded by clouds and mist.
The mist is like a layer of gauze, which can obscure the gaze of the palm-born power, making it unclear and unclear.
At this time, it was evening.
The fiery red setting sun shone on this white beast, dyeing its original snow-white color into blood red, as if it was foreshadowing something.
At that moment when the setting sun was about to set on the earth.
Boohoo! Countless streams of light came from all directions.
They are like meteors piercing the darkness, about to fall on the altar.
However, the moment they were about to come into contact with the altar, their speed suddenly stopped again.
In the darkness in mid-air, figures appeared.
Boom boom boom! ! ! Continuous waves of palm-generated coercion erupted from the bodies of the monks who were exuding the brilliance of their divine souls.
The coercion formed by dozens of palm students gathered together caused the wind in this space to stop flowing, and the mist surrounding the palace seemed to freeze.
These palm-born powers are the people who came to Gu territory from all over Xianyun Realm to encircle and suppress the people of the Witch Temple.
Kong Ji, who came from Wudong, was naturally among these palm-born powers.
Kong Zhen stood behind Huangfu Ying, his candle-like pupils sweeping over the tall palm-sheng standing in the sky one by one.
In this battle, there is a high probability that the master of the palm of the Xianyun Realm will come.
All the peak palm students from each domain who could come were all present.
The soul at the peak of Palm Life is bright, like stars holding the moon in Palm Life.
There are Zen Master Kongwang of Yunmo, Emperor Kangren of Tianqi, Ancestor Wuyuan of the Endless Sea, and Ao Xin, the Dragon Son of the blessed land of Dragon Palace.
Only Lei Zun and the Demon King of the Coral Palace have not arrived.
Lei Zun was in seclusion to break through and create mysteries, while Coral Palace Demon King was half-broken when he besieged Fei Mirage's clone in the Endless Sea. He is still recovering from his injuries in Wudong, so he cannot go out to fight.
Of course, Zen Master Kongwang’s physical body was also shattered in that battle.
But Buddhism has its own method of reshaping the physical body.
Today Zen Master Kongwang is covered in golden light. I don’t know what Buddhist method he used to condense a golden body with Buddha’s light.
Kong Zhenzhu’s tiny eyes looked towards Zen Master Kongwang, and he saw only golden light, as if there was no flesh and blood.
“I have long heard that Buddhism can shape a golden body. I never expected that such a method actually existed.” Kong Jiang sighed softly.
After Zen Master Kongwang gave up his body, his strength was a bit stronger than before.
Seeing this, Kong Jiang silently withdrew his gaze and turned his eyes to look at Emperor Kang Ren on the Tianqi side.
He wore a crown that reached the sky, and his aura was rich and majestic. He looked at the Witch Temple below with a calm expression.
This time, all parts of Xianyun Realm actively cooperated in the battle to encircle and suppress the Witch Temple, entirely because of the guarantee from Tianqi.
They have a magical treasure that can suppress the strange statue in the Witch Temple.
"Qi Lingbao will help me one day. Even if only four peak palm students are present, it is enough!"
"After all, the master's powerful palm disciples in Gujiang have been defeated in that battle. Kill them all." After Kong Zhi glanced at the monks in Xianyun Realm, he focused his attention on the Witch Temple below.
Trying to use the pupil of Zhu Wei to see through the fog covering the Witch Temple.
But nothing can be seen.
Kong Zhen's Zhuwei Pu can already see through the primary means of making mysteries.
But it is obvious that the layer of fog outside the Witch Temple is not just a means of creating a mystery in the early stages.
Seeing this, Kong Zhen had to look away, secretly shook his head and sighed: "Evil Immortal Cannian, even if he has been dead for ten thousand years, his strength is far higher than that of Zuoxuan."
The strange thing is that in the process of Kong Jiang overlooking the overall situation.
The Xianyunjie side did not immediately launch an offensive towards the Witch Temple.
The four peak palm students surrounded and refused to attack, their expressions were calm and waiting for something.
The peak palm student did not take action, and other palm students naturally did not move rashly.
During this process, the fog in the Witch Temple solidified briefly and then continued to stir.
It even rolled more rapidly.
The atmosphere in the air seemed to be affected by the fog of the Witch Temple, and it became solemn.
There was no chirping of insects or birds between heaven and earth, not even the sound of wind. There was a strange silence.
"What are you waiting for!" Han Honghua rubbed her arm impatiently. After the palm was born, the blood in Han Honghua's body became even more terrifying.
As close as we are to each other, we can feel the burning sensation on our bodies.
"Sister Hua, don't panic. My master and the others must have made arrangements. We just have to wait." Kong Ji comforted her in a soft voice.
Shangguan Yuzhou and Huangfu Wuqin both nodded in agreement.
Huangfu Wuqin, who has always been fearless of heaven and earth, rarely even said aloud: "The Temple of Witches is not simple, you should be cautious."
Suddenly, the candlelight in Kong Ji's eyes suddenly flickered. He jumped and looked towards the sky in the altar area.
I saw outside the circle surrounded by a palm-sheng power from Xianyun Realm.
The three palm masters, headed by a middle-aged man wearing a blue pleated skirt, were calmly looking at the scene of Xianyun Realm besieging the Witch Temple.
Looking at their clothes, they don’t look like the shaman cultivators from the Gu border, because most of the shaman cultivators from the Gu border mainly wear animal skins, even the palm-born powerful ones.
And the three of them, both men and women, were wearing long pleated skirts.
Kong Zhi only felt that the long skirt looked familiar, and he recalled it as if he had seen it somewhere.
"Xianyu Yanhe is wearing this kind of clothes. They are from the Jin Ming Department!"
Kong Ji narrowed his eyes and roughly guessed the identities of these three palm students.
After confirming the identity of the three people, Kong Zhi's eyes were different when he looked at the three people, and his eyes were filled with flames.
With the blessing of the pupil technique, he only felt that the souls of these three palm-born powers were stranger than ordinary palm-born powers, as if they had been rendered by ink and filled with haze.
The spirit of one of them has reached the peak of his palm life in shock.
Kong Xian also practiced the Jinming Divine Refining Method, but after coming into contact with some witch cultivators, he felt that the Gujiang cultivation method was weird, so he stopped practicing.
When the Jin Ming Divine Refining Technique is practiced to the extreme, shadows like ink will indeed appear.
It can even affect the soul.
“The Soul-Suppressing Bell is the clan’s most precious treasure that Xianyu Yanhe stole from the Jinming tribe.”
“The Gujiang opportunity was guided by the Soul-Suppressing Bell as a clue.”< br>
“So there will definitely be an intersection between Jin Mingbu and I.”
I was analyzing the clues of this opportunity in my mind.
Kong Zhen squinted his eyes and looked at the three people.
The strange thing is that the three palm students of the Jin Ming Department have always been on the edge and have no intention of helping the Witch Temple to rescue the siege.
On the contrary, they have the guts to sit on the mountain. The feeling of watching a tiger fight.
“It’s strange, isn’t the Jinming tribe not controlled by the Witch God’s Temple?”
“Aren’t they afraid that after the Witch God’s Goddess is destroyed, their Jinming tribe will be next?”< br>
Kong Jin was so confused.
The most incredible thing for him was that the four peak palm students from Xianyun Realm, including his master Huangfuying, seemed to have not seen the three palm students from the Jinming tribe. .
They did not hide it deliberately.
The more Kong Ji thought about it, the more puzzling he became. At this time, Huangfuying suddenly turned around, glanced sideways at his disciple, and said in a gentle tone: "Ignore those three people. In a sense, They are our allies."
"Allies?"
"Jin Mingbu betrayed you?"
Kong Ji's expression suddenly turned strange.
In the Gu territory ruled by the Witch Temple, will there be allies from the Xianyun Realm?
No matter how unbelievable he may be, the facts are right in front of him.
The same time Huangfuying’s words fell.
Between this heaven and earth where all thoughts are silent.
Kong Zhen only felt his eyes swaying slightly, and saw a golden light pillar suddenly flashing among the clouds above the Witch Temple.
The beam of light was like a golden sword, slashing down from the top of the sky, penetrating the surrounding darkness, and slashing straight to the top of the altar, within the mist where the Witch Temple was located.
The ultimate golden light beam contains power beyond the palm of your hand.
The mist surrounding the Witch Temple melted away in an instant when it came into contact with the golden light.
Kong Xian immediately followed the direction of the golden light pillar and saw the source of the golden light.
I saw a graceful young man wearing a five-clawed dragon pattern robe and a tall and straight figure, hiding behind the clouds.
In his hand, he held a palm-sized simple stone mirror.
The pillar of light that hit the Witch Temple burst out from the stone mirror.
As for the young man's identity, naturally he is Prince Tianqi, Bai Yuanqi.
It seemed that he felt the gaze of Kong Ji.
The prince's golden eyes also turned towards him and nodded slightly towards him.
“It turns out that I was waiting for Bai Yuanqi to take action.” When Kong Ji saw Bai Yuanqi, he immediately understood what everyone was waiting for.
The magic weapon in Bai Yuanqi's hand is no ordinary thing at first glance, at least it is a quasi-immortal weapon.
At the same time as Kong Jin looked at it with Zhu Wei's pupils, there seemed to be a will awakening in the simple stone mirror, spreading into the void where Kong Jin was.
Fortunately, the will in the stone mirror had no ill intentions towards Kong Chi, and he withdrew his will after just one glance.
"As expected of Tian Qi, this background is really terrifying!"
Counting the golden jade scroll, Tian Qi had two quasi-immortal weapons that surfaced.
At the same time, the cultivation of Prince Bai Yuanqi of Tianqi was also under the prying eyes of Kong Xian.
"The late stage of palm growth." Bai Yuanqi's cultivation was always one step ahead of Kong Jin.
His soul is also extremely extraordinary. Thanks to the blessing of Da Geng's essence, Bai Yuanqi's soul is sharper than the magical weapon.
Kong Zhenzhu’s eyes looked slightly stinging as if he saw a powerful weapon.
It is the peak earth-level soul: Eightfold Gold
It is only one step away from the heaven-level soul.
"The prince can now match the peak of Zhangsheng." Kong Xian gave Bai Yuanqi a very high evaluation.
On the other side, Bai Yuanqi took action with the stone mirror weapon.
The Witch Temple, which had been hidden in the clouds and mist, was finally revealed in full.
Kong Ji withdrew his gaze from Bai Yuanqi and turned to the Witch Temple.
That palace was shaped like the head of some kind of monster, and it was hideous and terrifying.
Placed on top of this towering altar, it looks like the head of this white giant beast.
As the golden light dissipated, the Witch Temple also reacted.
I saw a group of figures shooting out from the door of the Witch Temple, at least thirty people.
They stood outside the gate of the temple.
As if in response to the pressure of the palm-generating power from the Xianyun Realm, the pressure of the palm-generating power level also surged in the bodies of those figures.
The coercion of both sides collided on the altar sky, causing a sudden change in the sky.
"A total of thirty palm-born powers! The Witch Temple actually has such a foundation." A group of palm-born powers from Xianyun Realm exclaimed in surprise.
No one expected that there was such a secret in the Witch Temple.
Xiang is unbelievable compared to other palm students, the one from Wudong.
Especially the palm students of the Cangwu sect where Kong Zhen belongs, the moment they saw the thirty powerful palm students, their eyes shrank uncontrollably.
The candlelight in Kong Zhi's eyes began to shake under the influence of his emotions. He opened his teeth slightly and spit out three words: "Starry Sky Robe!"
Yes, Starry Sky Robes, each of the thirty beings who walked out of the Witch Temple were covered in starry sky robes.
The people who attacked Yu Xianqi, annihilated Xihuang Paradise, and attacked Kong Xian and others in the starry sky altar space of Qinghu Paradise were wearing exactly the same clothes. (End of this chapter)