The Grandmaster of the Blood Evil Sect focused his eyes on the approaching monk.
The long-faced monk is smiling.
"Who are you?"
"I am angry at the Spirit Demon Sect, and I have come to help you." An illusory mask appeared on the face of the long-faced monk. When he put his palm on it, the mask fell off, revealing the appearance inside.
"Lingmen!" Master Jindan of the Blood Evil Sect said in shock.
Of course he had heard of the Ling Demon Sect and knew that these remnants were still active, but he never thought that the one who appeared in front of him would be the extremely famous elder of the Ling Sect.
"Our Ling Sect and the Blood Evil Sect have formed an alliance with sincerity. Now that you are in trouble, you have to come to help us."
Du'ai raised his head and looked at the crystal light above, and said calmly: "I thought I was going to get rid of the new True Monarch with the help of outsiders, but I didn't expect that he was so entrusted and tried to catch us all with a bait."
"So, here we come!"
"Elder Xu, come with us."
They all looked angrily at Elder Xu of the Blood Fiend Sect and the group of foundation-building monks behind him. These people are all helping, and if they can win them over, they must try their best to win them over.
Elder Xu's expression changed slightly, and his voice was mixed with a bit of trembling. It was a sign of awe for the True Lord and concern for his own life: "That's the Yuanying Great Monk."
In case others don’t understand, I’ll add: “The famous Soul-Eating Demon Lord!”
Du'an looked far-reaching and said: "The more this happens, the more it proves that that person is too scrupulous to take action with all his strength."
"Master Tianshi, the great elder of the Corpse Demon Sect, has made good friends with us. We are united and can fight our way through the True Lord's auction."
The Blood Evil Sect has no choice.
Just like the elder of the Blood Evil Sect in front of him, he had no choice but to bring his disciples all the way here. He came to this auction that no one dared to accept.
…
Treasure House.
top layer.
Under the light, a man in black robe turned over the chess pieces in his hand.
The monk sitting in front of the black and white chessboard had a dull expression, his eyes were as calm as a cold pool, and he just dropped a black chess piece into the formation.
Entrance to the stairs.
A monk wearing a velvet robe and holding a feather fan came up the stairs. Under the light of the beam, he bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "Ling Mo Sect, faceless ghost."
"Meet Yuanying Daxiu, Zunhun Zhenjun."
Only with such a sound did the man in black robe raise his eyelids.
It's not easy to get into the top floor.
As the center of the formation in the treasure gathering building, those who are not skilled in the formation are not allowed to set foot there. Not to mention ordinary masters of the golden elixir, even monks who have mastered the talisman formation cannot break the restrictions on the door.
He did not cover up, and the operation of the center of the formation was just in front of the other party's eyes.
It's not that Tu Shanjun deliberately exaggerates, but it doesn't matter if others know that it's working, because he has all the flaws in his hands, and if he wants to break the formation, he will die here.
"We meet again, Faceless Ghost."
Tu Shanjun said calmly, his eyes did not change at all, and there was no real aura revealed. Everything seemed so ordinary, not like a meeting between enemies.
The faceless ghost stood up and walked over, stopped at the other end of the chessboard, sat down cross-legged, and stared at Tushanjun's face: "When I saw you in the past, Zhenjun's cultivation level was no more than building a foundation. Even Master Shiyin could beat you.
The two of them hugged each other and ran away."
"Goodbye, you have become the Lord of the Great Black Mountain, and as a Grand Master, you will fight against the King of Heavenly Ghosts."
"I thought that the true king was dead, but I didn't expect that he would walk out of that cave, achieve great cultivation of the Nascent Soul, fight alone against more than a hundred masters of the good and evil paths, and be honored as the true king by thousands of monks in the small wilderness."
He sighed: "If there really are so-called sons of destiny in the world, then the true king must be one of them."
"I wonder where that fellow Taoist from the Wanfa Sect who traveled with the True Lord back then was?"
"he died."
The faceless ghost was surprised, and for a moment he didn't know how to continue speaking.
"Your cultivation progress is not slow either."
The faceless ghost shook his head: "This is the effect of my magical power. I believe that the true king has already understood the magical power of blood killing technique. He can use the technique to cast a blood body. If he cultivates it to a high level, he can turn it into an incarnation outside the body."
"So you are the avatar?"
"The real king has good eyesight."
"I didn't expect that the True Lord would have such great courage and dare to auction my sect's magic treasures in a grand manner. Aren't you afraid that our sect will give birth to the True Ancestor?" The Faceless Ghost stared at Tushan Lord, as if he wanted to find the answer.
"It's because I'm afraid that I do this."
Tu Shanjun turned his palm over, and the face of the Zunhun Banner appeared on the head of the faceless ghost.
The faceless ghost looked up in surprise.
His eyes were full of disbelief.
It seems that he did not expect Tu Shanjun to take action so quickly, and so suddenly. He couldn't help but ask: "Does Zhenjun not lack someone to play chess with? I happen to have some experience in chess."
"True Lord, please show mercy. I am not here this time..."
"No need."
"Whoever comes will die!"
Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and the soul banner shrouded it. He immediately refined the incarnation of the faceless ghost into evil spirit, and drew the differentiated golden elixir Yin Shen into the soul banner.
He never talks nonsense with others.
I don't even bother to play a little trick-or-treating game with my enemies.
Just as he said, whoever dares to appear in front of him will die. How much that person can say depends on whether he can provide Tushanjun with information that he did not know before.
Seeing that the Faceless Ghost had mentioned the magical power of blood-killing, Tushanjun asked him to say a few more words.
As for the chess player, he alone is enough.
Looking at the chessboard in front of him, Tu Shanjun picked up a fallen chess piece.
He has been able to draw some experience from being plotted by others. These people are all smart people. If you want to kill them, you have to conspire together and use all the power you can use.
If his talisman formation cultivation level is not low, he will set up a large formation, and the alchemy master will refine the elixirs to encourage other monks, and then use his own strength as the foundation pillar, so that he can have a huge advantage before fighting with others.
"The righteous sect of Xiaohuang Territory."
"Don't let me down."
…
"Being distracted during battle is not a good thing." The Baofeng in the hands of Qingxu Zhenren wiped out the bodies of the remaining members of the Lingmo Sect, but unfortunately the other party's Yin Shen escaped.
Without stopping too much, Master Qingxu took away the storage bag of Master Jindan. The body and the Golden Pill were still in front of a counter. The formation lit up, and the treasure box containing the Peak Golden Pill Yinhun Dan appeared.
Master Qingxu took the box away without even looking.
The indifferent voice of the puppet rang throughout the treasure gathering building: 'Congratulations to Qingyun Temple, Master Qingxu, for obtaining the fifth-grade Peak Solid Yuan Pill. This pill was first created by Zhenjun. It can enhance the physical body, Yinshen, and can quickly restore cultivation.
Increased amplitude...'
Everyone was no longer in the mood to listen to the long series of introductions that followed, because as the puppet's indifferent voice quickly sounded, each rare treasure had been taken away by other monks.
'Congratulations to Sunset Mountain, Master Jifeng, for acquiring the fifth-grade peak-forming golden elixir. This elixir is made from Samadhi-forming elixir spiritual objects supplemented by heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Those at the peak of foundation building can take this elixir to increase their elixir-forming elixir by 40%.
...'
Master Jifeng threw the treasure box into the storage bag.
He did not choose the fifth-grade Gu Yuan Dan because he felt that his cultivation level could not be improved anymore and it would not be good to waste any more elixirs. It would be better to choose the Jin Jie Dan, which would also add a golden elixir master to the sect.
'Congratulations to Yulingzong and Master Xuanyu for taking the magic weapon Yin Yang Mirror...'
'Congratulations to Beiluoshan...'
'Congratulations……'
‘…’
"Amitabha, today is the day to slay demons." The great monk who saw and heard turned around and said to the Golden elixir master of the White Bone Temple beside him. His eyelids were drooped because he was afraid that others would see the bloodshot eyes when he opened them.
Jealous!
In just a short time, all the treasures of heaven and earth were gone like dumping.
The fifth-grade elixirs that are priceless outside and cost unknown amounts of spiritual stone are like cabbage here, placed one by one on the formation display stand.
Unfortunately, they couldn't solve this formation. Therefore, the cabbage was not something they could take if they wanted to. They needed the physical golden elixir of a monk of the same level. If they had a Yin Shen, they could get one more piece in return.
How many golden elixir masters are there in total in the Demonic Way?
He could only leave some of the masters to protect the disciples who were building foundations, and then let the other golden elixir masters work with him. As for those who practiced Qi and built foundations, they were left to the disciples.
The real Lingshu of Yu Xiuchuan looked at the jade slips in his hand.
Everything above was disappearing quickly, which made her a little more anxious. The spiritual stones brought by the sect seemed to be useless stones, and only the corpses of demon cultivators were considered valuable.
"Senior sister, the Ascension Pill has not been taken away by anyone yet. Let's take action. If we don't take action, nothing will be left. We won't be able to explain it when we return to the sect. The Great Elder also needs this pill to stabilize the Yinshen.
." Master Lingji said quickly.
"Can't wait any longer!"
…
Although Master Changshui stayed out of the matter, his eyes were a little more intense. His thoughts turned around in the Sea of Consciousness, and his eyes became much clearer. He laughed and said, "I made fellow Taoist laugh, and everyone outside my building wants to go in again."
"Hey, fellow Taoist Changshui has a serious word to say. Not to mention fellow Taoist, I also want to participate in it." Master Ziyang said with a smile. Listening to the voice, he watched the auction items on the jade slips disappear one by one.
The sense of urgency is indescribable.
Changshui Zhenren was jealous and envious, and at the same time, there was awe in his eyes.
That is the awe of Zunhun Zhenjun, who was the initiator and the mastermind of everything before him. He divided the good and evil paths with a flip of his hand, and drove away the evil cultivators with a flip of his hand, weakening the strength of the right path.
And all this is not easy to hold accountable. Even the five true kings came to teach Wu Ming. At most, they were trying to dissuade Tushanjun from being merciful. They were not as strong as before to keep these people.
"Oh, this true king is really scary, but he is also a bit petty."
Treasure House.
The people who were caught up in the fight did not notice the movement of the formation. The traces and evil spirits left by their fighting skills were all refined by the formation without stopping at all. Both flesh and blood and the aftermath were all gathered towards the top floor.
Central location on the top floor.
A one-foot-long soul flag stands here, absorbing the evil spirit refined by the formation.
Under the flag, Tu Shanjun weighed the black chess pieces on the chessboard and murmured: "Ling Mo Sect, if you don't take action, all the monks in the alliance will be slaughtered."
As he spoke, he dropped a black chess piece.
…
The space inside the Treasure Building was not very big to begin with, and now it was going through a melee. If it hadn't been for the Zunhun Banner sitting in the center and being supported by a large formation, it would have been reduced to rubble.
Suddenly.
A man appeared in front of the display cabinet and threw the body of a golden elixir monk on the formation.
Seeing the formation light up, the man laughed: "The Soul-Swallowing Demon King is indeed worthy of his reputation." He knew that throwing any corpse would activate the formation, whether it was the evil way or the righteous way.
The protective shield disappeared and the black seal appeared.
The man rushed forward excitedly, held up the seal with both hands, and shouted: "After many years, I finally completed the magic weapon, and finally got this key..."
He choked up while speaking, and then burst into tears: "Restore the sect!"
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This chapter has been completed!