In desperation, Li Feiyu, the old man surnamed Fu and others immediately put up a protective light shield, sat cross-legged under some of the plum trees, and discussed together how to break the illusion of space.
At the same time, the swampland near Jinyun Mansion was filled with a group of monks wearing various robes. Each monk was so excited that his eyes shot out a ray of light, and they all headed towards the swamp. The purple beam of light rising into the sky in the center approached.
Among the above monks, there are not only some low-level monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage and Golden Core Stage, but also about twenty Nascent Soul Stage monks.
And in the southeast of the swamp, there are four black monks standing. Each of them is dressed in strange makeup and wears a conical hat on his head, which is the poison saint's. The four elders.
The elder at the head is clearly a monk with a painted face. At this moment, he is observing the terrain and assessing the situation.
Suddenly, at this moment, a disciple in green stepped on a flying sword and turned into a blue rainbow, flying from a distance, slowly landing in front of the painted-faced monk, bending slightly, cupping his hands and saying: "Elder Qi , my subordinates have received reliable news. In front of the river ten kilometers away from here, the disciples of our sect accidentally discovered a concealment formation. It seemed that someone had deliberately set up a psychedelic formation in order to confuse us. Now, a group of disciples of our sect are trying to break the formation."
The painted-faced monk was overjoyed, with a gleam of light in his eyes, looking up at the distant sky, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, very good. Great! After you go back, be sure to pay attention to all the movements around you, and don't let other monks of the Zhengmo righteousness or some advanced cultivators see it. In addition, once the disciples of this sect break the formation, come back and inform them immediately! You must make no mistakes!”
Hearing this, the disciple in green crouched slightly and said respectfully: “Yes, Great Elder, I will obey your orders!”
After speaking, he opened his mouth, and an invisibility talisman flew out. It turned into a white light and enveloped him in an instant. It quickly penetrated towards the ground and disappeared.
Seeing this, an elder with a beard next to him gently shook his whisk a few times and said: "Senior Brother Hua, now we have all the elites in our sect, and there are also several Nascent Soul stage masters who are helping out again. If we hadn't met We don’t need to worry about the Nascent Soul stage masters from Tiannan, Tianlan and other areas.”
"Junior brother, this is wrong. Although there are no Nascent Soul masters in the southern border yet, the appearance of the purple beam of light in the center of the swamp has alarmed all the masters in the entire Jin region, even the demons. The monks from the ten major sects are also swarming here. When the time comes, this place will definitely be a scene of masters and demons dancing wildly. When the time comes, the heroes will compete and kill each other, and this sect will appear very passive. . Therefore, it’s better for us to be careful.”
Hearing this, the painted-faced monk looked ahead, sighed a few times, and remained silent.
Currently, within a radius of a hundred miles, no master in the Nascent Soul stage has been found, posing no threat to the Poison Saints at all.
As for some monks who are in the foundation building stage and the golden elixir stage, whoever dares to offend the interests of the Poison Saints will be killed without mercy!
Besides, the thoughts in the minds of several other elders are actually very similar to those of the painted-faced monk.
However, be careful when sailing the ship of ten thousand years, and be a little more careful in everything, so as to avoid ending up with the entire army being annihilated.
Suddenly, when everyone was silent, they saw the sky in the distance covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
Then, a huge mushroom-like cloud suddenly flew out from the clouds and thunder, speeding up, like a stream of light across the sky, and gradually landed in this swamp. When it came down, it was completely dark, covering the sky and the sun, leaving a huge shadow below.
Then, without any warning, an immense coercion emitted from the huge cloud and mist, like an endless river, instantly falling towards the center of the swamp. In the blink of an eye, the huge cloud gradually dissipated, and five dazzling red shadows flew out from it, suspended in the sky above the swamp. The whole body was filled with an evil aura, which made people feel an inexplicable feeling. panic.
Seeing this, the painted-faced monk's body trembled, and a bead-like sweat suddenly secreted on his forehead. His body trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but gasped, and said in shock: "What, the five sons are the same demon, is it possible that they are under the influence of evil spirits?" Luo Zong’s Qian Lao Demon has also come here?”
“Yes, the Five Sons of Tongxin Demon is one of the magic weapons of Qian Lao Mo. Wherever the Five Sons of Tongxin Demon appears, Qian Lao Demon will definitely follow him. !" Another white-haired monk said solemnly.
The sixty-year-old monk frowned, tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart, and said slowly: "It is said that the five sons of the same heart demon are extremely evil. During the battle, the five sons of the same heart demon will transform into five blood streams. The shadow can quickly attack the enemy and kill people invisible. In addition, what is even more frightening is that the body of the old demon can be hidden in the evil spirits inside. If it were not for his body, he would be killed. Kill him, and then the old demon will be immortal!”
Hearing this, the other elders also talked about the horror of the Five Sons of Tongxin Demon, and they all showed a look of fear.
Suddenly, just as several people were talking about it, a black shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, and a great pressure broke out from it, spreading in all directions.
Then, with a flash of light, the black shadow revealed its prototype, and it turned out to be Gan Lao Mo, the great elder of Yin Luo Sect.
"Friend Hua Taoist, what a coincidence, why are you, the Poison Saint Sect, here?"
The painted-faced monk nodded slightly, looked up, and his eyes fell on Old Demon Qian.
"Brother Qian, to be honest, because the disciples of our sect are undergoing a trial and assessment, we will stop here and take a rest."
Mo Qian was dubious, his voice Suddenly it became cold.
"Just now, in the clouds thousands of miles away, I released a spiritual consciousness, and I seemed to hear you discussing a very important matter. Could it be that you all know the news about the birth of the exotic treasure?"
< br>"No, Brother Qian may have misunderstood. We know very little about the birth of the exotic treasure. After the disciples of our sect recover their mana, they will leave this area."
Lao Mo Gan coughed. A few times, I felt in my heart that the painted-faced monk was lying.
If he guessed correctly, the Poison Saint Sect who worked so hard and mobilized so many people must have come here to snatch the rare treasure.
However, since the other party refuses to admit it, forget it. Anyway, there is currently no grudge between the Poison Saint Sect and the Yin Luo Sect. He does not need to break his face with the Poison Saint Sect over this matter. (End of chapter)