Chapter 1872 Turmoil
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The dragon's tail swept away the remnants of the twenty-four days of hell and all the demons, and the wild laughter of the demon king in white echoed in the governance altar.
Zhu Zhen's heart was full of mixed feelings, but he couldn't think more at this moment. The storm brought by the dragon's tail was constantly swallowing up the illusions one after another.
They saw with their own eyes that the phantom they had just passed by was swallowed up by the storm, and the originally peaceful phantom was torn apart, and the fragments were swept into the storm, and continued to impact other phantoms with even more majestic momentum.
The storm is like a reminder, if you fall behind one step, you may be doomed.
The sky above the altar of governance.
The large hole in the center of the auspicious cloud has golden light spurting outward, and the dragon's tail is finally pulled out from the altar.
‘Whoosh!’
The dragon's tail escaped into the clouds, like a giant that was startled, invisible to the eye, and then a golden glow in the clouds was seen escaping far away at great speed.
The sea of clouds is rolling, accompanied by wind and thunder.
From beginning to end, no one could see the true face of the great sage of the demon clan.
From the dragon's tail hole piercing the Zhi altar to the removal of the remaining pictures, the whole process only took a blink of an eye.
At this time, the brass bell was blocked by the black wings, and the star jade talisman was trapped in the thunder field.
'Jingle Bell……'
The ringtone is unusually rapid.
Circles of sound patterns erupted from the bell, and the dense sound patterns were connected together, looking like waves of black and yellow air floating in the void, rushing towards the black wings.
There are no stormy waves, but only layers of sound waves, which seem to be pushing gently, but in the process of diffusion, there is an astonishing power that is constantly accumulating.
'Boom! Boom! Boom!'
Sound waves hit the black wings frequently, but the wings showed no sign of weakness, and the downward pressure was irresistible, just like the sky collapsing.
The noise caused by the collision was earth-shattering. This was a head-on confrontation between the Taoist True Monarch and the beast in the fusion stage.
The feathers on the surface of the black wings were no longer smooth and became messy. A yellow stream of light spread over the surface of the feathers, gradually spreading over the wings and spreading to the entire body of the beast, finally outlining the entirety of the beast.
A pair of wings spread out between the vast sky and the earth, covering the sky, and were flying down from the sky.
It was a ferocious beast shaped like an eagle, with huge eyes like the sun and moon, emitting a frightening ferocious light.
But there is no falcon in the world with such a huge size. Anyone who sees this beast with his own eyes will think of the great roc in the legend of Taoist scriptures, which is said to be capable of breaking through the clouds and carrying the blue sky.
The body of the brass bell is not even as big as a feather of the ferocious beast, but the yellow sound waves it emits envelope the whole body of the ferocious beast.
The small bell mouth is facing the ferocious beast. The bell mouth is the source, and the sound waves are like a pocket, trying to swallow up the huge ferocious beast.
On another battlefield.
The star jade talisman is deeply trapped in the thunder field.
Gray thunderbolts were like rain, striking at the star jade talisman crazily, but the moment it hit the jade talisman, it seemed to hit the air, and even the sound of thunder became dull.
Looking at the center of the thunder field again, the jade talisman disappeared and was replaced by a ball of starlight.
The starlight is not condensed, but scattered, and between the dots of starlight is the dark night sky.
At this moment, the starry sky is spreading outward. Different from the illusory starry sky that appeared before, these stars really exist, but they are all on the same plane. It turns out to be a star map.
Jade Talisman Evolution Star Chart.
As the star map opened, gray sky thunder continued to hit the star map, causing the stars to shatter one after another, but it was unable to destroy the star map, and the thunder seemed muffled, as if it was hitting the boundless void.
Finally, the scope of the thunder field beyond the star map continued to expand, and the thunder field became part of the star sea.
Soon, the star map surpassed the brass bell and turned into an insignificant yellow star.
The stars in the star map are countless times brighter than they were originally, shining in the sky to form a real starry sky.
It's night here.
In the past, when the wings of ferocious beasts covered the sky, they also brought darkness, but people could distinguish it and there was only fear in their hearts.
At this moment, if the star chart does not continue to change and remains unchanged, people will not doubt it, but will think that it is really dark.
Under the starry sky, a figure condensed with starlight slowly emerged.
His body is illusory, he is clad in star robes, and his appearance is the same as that of the Taoist in Zhongmao Zhizhi Altar and Golden Palace.
As the phantom of the Taoist emerged, the speed of the star map's expansion doubled, and the black-winged beast was instantly included in the sea of stars.
The Taoist pointed towards the void.
'Brush! Brush! Brush!'
The stars shoot out starlight, and the starlights are connected to each other, and the star map turns into a huge net, trying to trap the two beasts with one's own power.
‘Bah!’
This ferocious beast was enraged and let out a rapid scream. It flapped its wings and hit the star map hard.
Taking this opportunity, the brass bell collected the sound waves, trembled slightly, and turned into a red light, passing over the ferocious beast and shooting towards the great sage of the demon clan.
At this time, the dragon's tail had already escaped into the clouds.
The dark clouds faded away like the tide, and the red light and golden glow chased each other and disappeared into the horizon.
The Taoist figure moved slightly, as if he was about to step out of the sea of stars, but paused.
The two ferocious beasts obviously would not be trapped so easily, and the Taoist was not sure whether they would pursue him or rush towards the Taoist monks below him after he left.
If a fierce beast of the Great Sage level were to rush into the battle formation, the consequences would be disastrous.
Looking beyond the altar, smoke and dust were everywhere behind, and a tide of beasts formed in the distance.
Deeper in the Niyuan, the Taoist sensed a mysterious aura and was feeling a little restless.
Guifangguo's beating of the demon drum here is undoubtedly a dangerous move. If he makes a mistake, the Taoist sect will suffer heavy losses, and Guifangguo will not be able to survive alone.
The Taoist looked at the horizon and frowned.
…
The political arena is in unprecedented chaos.
Here, the god-transforming monks are like ants, escaping light shuttles through the endless illusion.
Some people are running for their lives frantically, some are doing the opposite, and some are waiting and watching, looking for shelter.
One of the lightning bolts was flying towards Qin Sang's cave.
After Zuo Zhenren left, Qin Sang also set off immediately. He did not follow Zuo Zhenren, but rushed back to the cave as quickly as possible.
"That's the great sage of the demon clan, right..."
The scene of the dragon's tail came into my mind and I couldn't get it out of my mind for a long time.
If we think about Zuo Zhenren's performance again, the truth is self-evident.
"I still don't know what is going on outside the governance altar. Since the Great Sage of the Demon Clan took action in person, the Taoist True Lord must also have appeared... He left with just one strike. Could it be that the Great Sage of the Demon Clan has taken away the Divine Court?"
Qin Sang felt uneasy.
He is not a member of the Taoist sect, but he has to rely on the Dharma to gain a foothold in this world. If the Taoist sect fails and loses the divine court, won't his own path be in the hands of demons?
Before this, Qin Sang had no idea that this battle was so important and involved so much.
Moreover, the impact of this battle on him did not end there.
Qin Sang turned his head and looked deep into the Zhitan. If what he expected was true, the target of the dragon's tail was the place Zuo Zhenren had mentioned before. It was not far from the red gold spiritual needle. I'm afraid the red gold spiritual needle had been swept in by the storm.
It is difficult to predict what impact this battle will have on the passage between the two worlds, and the return plan will be hindered.
However, these are just things to talk about later. The top priority is the flower spirit in one’s own cave.
No matter what, the flower spirit cannot be destroyed anymore.
‘Whoosh!’
The escaping light passed through the barrier and stopped above the flower field array.
Qin Sang swept across the flower field and saw the flower spirits swaying and the dragon's tail shaking the altar. Waves were already being transmitted.
His expression was solemn, his thoughts were spinning, he hesitated for a moment, and did not move the flower spirit away directly, preparing to wait and see again.
The attack of the Great Sage of the Demon Clan should not shake the entire governance altar, unless the Dao Sect True Monarch and the Great Sage of the Demon Clan will enter into a battle over the governance altar.
This cave may have a chance to be preserved.
Going out now and being involved in the powerful battlefield of the combined stage may not be safer than here, and the governance altar can also be regarded as a barrier.
Qin Sang stood above the flower field, paying attention to the depths of the altar, concentrating on the fluctuations of the phantom storm, and looking up at the sky from time to time.
His mind was always tense, ready to take the flower spirit away at any time.
The storm intensified.
There are illusions being swallowed up by the storm all the time, constantly expanding outward.
Qin Sang was in the cave and had not been affected by the storm, but the fluctuations in his perception were getting stronger and stronger.
Soon, areas not affected by the main storm were also greatly affected. The foundations of illusions were shaken everywhere, and strange phenomena appeared, just like when the golden light broke out.
There was a rumbling sound under Qin Sang's feet, which was caused by the vibration of the flower field array.
As time went by, the shaking became more violent, and Qin Sang also escaped into the formation, his eyes flashing, as if he was deducing something.
"It seems that the speed of the storm's expansion has begun to slow down..."
Qin Sang murmured.
It seems that the balance that the Zhitan has maintained for a long time is not so fragile. The remaining magical powers from ancient times have been stable for countless years, and they can resist the storm to a certain extent.
When it reaches a certain limit, the storm will stop expanding and a turning point has occurred.
However, Qin Sang didn't know where the limit of the storm was.
The impact on the formation continued to become stronger, and Qin Sang tried to stabilize the formation, but was unable to stabilize the flower field.
"not good!"
Qin Sang had a flash of inspiration, remembered something, and escaped into the eye of the flower field. Sure enough, he found that the poisonous fruit in the eye was shaking violently.
The poison-gathering formation in Qiaoyan was added by later generations, and was cleverly embedded into the flower field formation. When the formation suffered an impact, the poisonous fruits were not immune.
If this continues, the remaining slurry is likely to be destroyed.
Qin Sang had no choice but to focus on the poisonous fruit and return to the outside to preside over the formation.
'Rumble, rumble...'
The speed of the storm's expansion slowed down significantly.
However, the poison-gathering formation could no longer be maintained. Qin Sang ducked back to the eye, sighed softly, picked off the poison fruit, and put it into the jade bottle.
The transplanted flower spirit needs a long time to recover, and this slurry can support him to break through the late stage of divine transformation and cannot be destroyed here.
After taking away the poisonous fruit, the poison gathering formation immediately went into chaos. Due to the connection between Qi and Qi, the flower field formation was implicated, and minor flaws appeared, making matters worse.
Qin Sang tried her best to hold on, resisting the waves of impact. She saw with her own eyes that the flower spirits below were swaying, and some were already showing signs of malaise, which made her heartbroken.
…
When Qin Sang was protecting his cave, the old Taoist priest and others were desperately trying to escape.
Along the way, they consumed countless precious talismans and treasures.
Finally, they met their first comrade.
"Master Lei!"
The purple-robed master shouted, his voice full of surprise.
They had just experienced a fierce battle and were supporting so many juniors to escape. They already felt powerless and finally waited for help.
After the Nantianmen appeared, Daoist disciples were all rushing here. Even if a storm appeared, these Daoist disciples did not abandon their fellow disciples, but chose to go retrograde.
The person who came was a handsome man who looked to be in his twenties, with a beard on his chin and an extraordinary bearing.
Seeing the old Taoist priest and others, Master Lei was visibly relieved. He waved his hand and fired out more than a dozen spiritual talismans. The light of the talismans spread toward the battle formation. Everyone seemed to be riding the wind, and their flight speed greatly increased.
"What about the rest?"
When the two parties met, the purple-robed Taoist saw him alone and asked.
"Pindao has never met any other fellow Taoists. As for the juniors, they are all waiting behind..."
With that said, Master Lei drove the altar, integrated into the formation, and shared the burden for the four great masters.
Gradually, more and more Da Zhenren came to reinforce, and finally Zuo Zhenren also arrived.
Zhuzhen joined forces, the pressure was greatly reduced, and the speed of the storm's expansion began to slow down.
Finally, Zhu Zhen stopped and looked back at the way he came.
From where they were, they could see with the naked eye a dark and chaotic storm, swallowing everything, and there was no trace of any illusion in it.
Zuo Zhenren and others already know the truth.
Looking at the storm, Zhu Zhen fell into a long silence.
"The birth of the divine court...is it true or false?"
Master Lei looked stunned, his voice seemed to be whispering, and he looked unwilling, "Is it really... just a bait for Gui Fangguo?"
All truths are speechless.
All the real people understand what the return of Shen Ting means. They had just had hope and then it was shattered. It is difficult for them to accept it even with their determination.
Even if the demon takes away half of the divine court, it will still be better than now.
"A hundred years ago, the sudden change in Zhitan was just a normal shock?" Master Ruoquan frowned slightly and looked at the old Taoist priest.
It is not difficult to use the plan, but what is difficult is how to make Daoting and Zhenjun believe that Shenting is really born.
I don’t know how long Guifangguo’s plan has been planned, but it can be inferred that it should have been planned since the sudden change in the governance of the altar.
If it was just an ordinary shock, no matter how realistic the Shenting's edict was, it would be difficult for the Tao Ting to make a desperate move, right?
The old Taoist priest was silent.
No one can answer Ruoquan's question.
They could hear that this question was filled with reluctance from Master Ruoquan. Why didn't they hope that there was an unknown secret about Gu San Zhi Zhi Tan, rather than a pure conspiracy?
After a while, Master Zipao sighed softly, "The remaining pictures of the Twenty-Four Days of Prison were lost in our hands. I don't know how to explain it to the Taoist friends in Yintian Palace when I go back."
After hearing this, everyone looked at the old Taoist priest carefully.
Perhaps out of guilt and uneasiness, the old Taoist priest kept his face tense and said nothing.
Master Zipao said this now to share the sin of losing the treasure.
Someone murmured: "For Yintian Palace, it may not be a bad thing. The Guifang Kingdom has been laid out for more than a hundred years, and many demon kings have killed themselves to cultivate themselves. The scene of the birth of the divine court is so realistic, which shows that the great sage of the demon clan has a deep understanding of the twenty-four days of hell."
We are determined to get the residual map. Even if we don't bring it here, we will definitely have a back-up plan to lure away the two true monarchs... When the great sage of the demon clan personally attacks Heming Mountain, I'm afraid it's not just the residual map that will be lost."
Having said that.
But Zhu Zhen all knew very well that such words could only be said between them and could not be used to frustrate Yin Tiangong.
"The True Lord will definitely compensate for the loss of Yintian Palace. I don't know what the war situation is like outside. We can't stay here for a long time. Let's go out quickly. We can also kill some demons and make up for the crime!"
Zuo Zhenren answered.
Zhu Zhen nodded one after another, stopped staying, and took up the escape light to fly out of the Zhi Altar.
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