General altar of Jie Lun Palace.
In the deep bronze hall, a pitch-black altar with a diameter of ten feet and six floors, made of the bones of an unknown beast, was placed on a formation platform with a radius of more than a thousand feet. The aura it exuded was as fierce and savage as a head.
The ancient beasts that roamed the vast world.
There are thirteen identical altars in total, and they are placed in different directions. The altar itself shines with thick, almost transparent blood-colored flames. Countless twisted and ferocious faces are looming in the flames, and the horrifying and pitiful howls can be heard endlessly.
Within the Celestial Clan, this kind of altar with a long heritage and similar to the style of the ancient witch clan is very common, and there is no shortage of them with different functions and uses.
At this moment, under the combined action of these thirteen bone altars and the formation, a space-time gate with a diameter of more than twenty feet and shining with colorful light and shadow slowly took shape in the central area of the formation, solidified and stabilized.
After a while, groups of Celestial Race monks, fully armored and with solemn expressions, walked out of the Gate of Time and Space, and were led aside by the Celestial Race elders who had been waiting for them.
Their cultivation levels range from high to low, and there is no shortage of monks from the Destiny Realm to the Ascension Realm, the Immortal Realm, Yuan Immortal, and True Immortal levels, and there are tens of thousands of them.
Whenever a group of monks were teleported over, the flames on the altar became obviously dimmed. As the celestial priests guarding the altar threw pieces of blood-colored crystals the size of human heads into the altar, the replenished flames immediately regained their brightness.
As time went by, even powerful people in the Xuanxian and Goldenxian realms began to appear in large numbers.
The divine envoys Zihuang and Lingxi stood aside, their beautiful faces were cold and gloomy, with an aura that kept strangers away from them. Their eyes were complicated as they stared at the tribesmen coming out of the gate of time and space.
A few days ago, the closing deadline for the Mist Fantasy Secret Realm has come. All the Celestials who stayed in the Taixu Starry Sky should return in time and wait for the next opening time.
However, after a heated debate, the senior leaders of the Celestial Race believed that at this critical moment when the great catastrophe of the Taixu Starry Sky was approaching, if the Celestial Race did not leave enough power to stay here, future plans to seek the destiny of this world would undoubtedly fail.
If Taixu Starry Sky is allowed to survive this round of calamity safely, this world will inevitably usher in an unprecedented recovery. Whether it is luck, the concentration of spiritual energy in the world, or the origin of the world, it will return to the level of the immortal world in the ancient times.
At that time, the power of the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation World will surely increase greatly, so what will happen to the Celestial Race? Not to mention the origin of destiny that plots this world, even the Mysterious Mist Realm may be invaded by them in turn.
Therefore, the nine quasi-saint emperors on the surface of the Celestial Race reached a consensus to postpone the closing of the gate of time and space, use forbidden secret techniques, and send more Celestial Race monks regardless of consumption, using the territory of the Luck Palace as the foundation.
, deeply involved in this round of calamity in the Taixu Starry Sky, striving to gain as much benefit as possible for the Celestial Race.
So, there was this scene in front of me.
I don’t know how many tribesmen will be able to return to their hometown alive when this round of calamity comes to an end...
Zihuang sighed quietly in his heart. This kind of catastrophe is no joke. Any creature involved in it, no matter how high his cultivation level is, even if he is a quasi-sage emperor, he will inevitably die if he is not careful.
The end result is that hundreds of millions of years of hard work will turn into running water.
"elder sister,"
Lingxi's voice sounded at the soul level: "What are you thinking about?"
"What else could it be?"
Zihuang looked disappointed: "Although the emperors have made a decision, I still feel that this action is too risky. With such a huge investment, I don't know how much benefit I can get back in the end!"
Ling Xi blinked her beautiful eyes and responded calmly: "Emperors who dare to take risks naturally do so only when they are quite sure. Moreover, the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation World has always been a mess, and no Taoist force can do so.
To fight against the Celestial Race, even the so-called Taoist Court is not good enough!"
"It seems like this at the moment, but I'm afraid that they will join forces to deal with our Celestial Race. Even if the nine quasi-saint emperors come out together, it will be difficult to resist their siege."
Zihuang said with some worry, even though Taixu Starry Sky has been dilapidated and declined for a long time, the cultivation level of the monks in this world has also shrunk a lot. At the same quasi-sage emperor level, the emperors of the Celestial Race are significantly stronger than Taixu.
The emperor from this side of the starry sky.
However, the Taixu Starry Sky Cultivation Community has an undoubted numerical advantage. Once they feel the huge threat from the Celestial Clan and are willing to work together regardless of past grudges, it will be difficult for the Celestial Clan's senior leaders to take advantage.
After all, this is their home field. As an outsider, the Celestial Race has obvious disadvantages in all aspects. As long as there is a major defeat, they will have to face the situation of being besieged by multiple forces.
Lingxi thought for a while and said: "The emperors should have also seen this level of interest, but they still insisted on it, which shows that they should have enough back-ups, for example, those who seclude themselves from the world and live in seclusion all year round.
Recruit all the old guys who traveled in the chaotic void, so that our advantage will be so great that it is unshakable, won't it be easy to win this world?"
"Maybe……"
Zihuang frowned and thought for a while, and had to admit that her sister was right. The Celestial Race certainly had more than nine quasi-saint emperors. If all those old guys were invited out, the certainty of victory in this battle would indeed be higher than she expected.
much larger.
It’s just that this requires enough time to operate, but I don’t know if I can make it in time. Those old antiques and living fossils that have been wandering in the depths of the chaotic void for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years, God knows where they have gone?
It's difficult enough to contact them. If they insist on disobeying orders and refusing to return, the current senior leaders of the Celestial Clan will have nothing to do with them.
Of course, as long as you are willing to think of a way, you can call back some old antiques to help out, right?
…
Yunmeng Tiangong, the mountain behind Yudaofeng.
In mid-air, Qin Muling drove the escaping light past at high speed. As soon as he landed near the entrance of the headmaster's cave, he was intercepted by a tall and graceful beautiful figure.
"...Junior brother, what are you planning to do?"
Qi Yalan, dressed in a jet-black outfit and with a voluptuous figure, opened her arms in front of Qin Muling, tightened her black eyebrows, and asked with a half-smile.
"Of course I'm going to talk to Master and ask for advice on cultivation."
Qin Muling's eyes were clear and her expression was natural as she spoke.
As a direct disciple of the Master, isn't it natural for me to ask her for advice on difficult issues in practice?
"Really? I don't believe it!"
Qi Yalan's dark eyebrows narrowed slightly, her beautiful big eyes narrowed slightly, and she spoke full of doubts.
"I really just want to ask for advice on my cultivation skills. I have no other intention. Third Senior Sister, you don't want my cultivation to remain stagnant, right?"
Qin Muling's expression was still innocent. Improving his own cultivation was a top priority. From the emperor to the master, he was paying attention to it all the time. This was something everyone knew. Is there any problem?
"That sounds like it, but..."
Qi Yalan's waist was elegant, she stepped forward with her long, round and slender legs, and stood closer to Qin Muling. Her plump and plump Xuezi was trembling in front of his eyes, her clothes were about to come out, and her alluring beauty was within reach.
"But what?"
"But why don't you go to the senior sisters? I seem to remember that from the time you first started, the senior sisters have always been in charge of spiritual matters. Now if you have any questions, you should also go to the senior sisters to resolve your doubts.
Is it right to be confused?”
She said slowly, her enchanting jade arms stretched out lightly, hugged Qin Muling's shoulders, and slowly exerted her strength.
"That was before, but now that I have reached the realm of true immortals, some problems can only be solved more smoothly by going to the master. Isn't it like this?"
Qin Muling said sternly, although the senior sisters are already at the Golden Immortal level, due to their rapid improvement in cultivation, they themselves may not have fully adapted to the power of the Golden Immortal realm. So from his point of view, the most suitable
The choice is to go to Master Mu Yinghua, or go to a supreme elder like Yu Lingzhou, Yueyi Tianjun, or Bingyuan Tianjun.
"Haha, that's what I said, but..."
Qi Yalan exhaled like a orchid, her plump and hot body came close to his body, and she had no intention of letting go: "Actually, there is no need to rush to ask Master for advice. I think, little junior brother, you should accompany me first
Accompanying us is the serious thing, what do you think?"
"..."
Qin Muling's expression was slightly dull. The close relationship between him and his master had not yet become public knowledge. Although the senior sister Xue Bingxuan had suspicions, she had no choice but to find no solid evidence. In addition, he beat him to death himself.
He didn't admit it, so the senior sisters couldn't do anything to him.
Anyway, now that Qin Muling has free time, she will go to the master's cave in the name of asking for help. Mu Yinghua, who knows how to eat marrow and taste, does not refuse, and will serve him every time, making him happy and happy to the extreme.
But looking at the posture of Third Senior Sister today, does she already know something? So she deliberately blocked herself here?
"What? Junior brother, don't you want to? I'm really sad! Are the senior sisters no longer attractive to you?"
Qi Yalan looked like she was about to cry, with a pitiful look on her face. She put her jade arms around her junior brother's shoulders, and her bright red lips gently bit his earlobe, sucking slowly.
Qin Muling sighed: "Anyway, I can't see Master today, right?"
He finally figured it out. The senior sisters were obviously suspicious, so they used this method to hold him back and never gave him a chance to reasonably avoid sleeping.
"What did you say, little junior brother? How could senior sister hinder your practice?"
Qi Yalan immediately changed her expression and said with a sweet smile: "You have been helping them overcome the calamity these days. After you are done, you go to see the master for guidance on cultivation, but you don't spend much time with us at all! So... senior sister, I think you should go first
How about you fulfill your obligations as a Taoist monk and then consider other matters? Isn’t this a request too much?”
"That's right, junior brother, you will definitely not disappoint the senior sisters, right?"
The sweet voice sounded crisp and sweet, like an oriole coming out of the valley, and the beautiful figures of Saint Mu Yinshuang of Qingqiu Palace, Saint Luo Qinghan of Luhua Palace, and Fairy Qingchan, the Saint of Goddess Sect, slowly appeared in front of my eyes.
Qin Muling took a step back, and a soft body with amazing elasticity pressed up against him. A pair of jade arms reached out from under his ribs and wrapped around his waist.
"Junior brother, accompany the senior sisters to practice!"
Yu Binghua's voice rang in her ears: "The effect of double cultivation is the same, maybe it will be better! You can come at any time to ask for help. There is no rush."
Fourth senior sister Luo Wanqing's attitude was more direct: "If you don't fight with senior sister well, little junior brother, you won't be able to escape today."
Colorful lights flashed one after another, and the figures of Cheng Yulan, Luo Huan, Princess Long Yi, Kong Yuhuan, Fengxia, and Su Yuanzhen all surrounded him, like tigers and leopards teaming up to hunt sheep, blocking all his escape routes.
"All right!"
Qin Muling realized what the problem was. It should be that her master had grabbed too much spiritual energy and charm each time, so that she could not recover in time, leaving the senior sisters to only get a small fraction. It was strange that they were satisfied.
Where did the younger brother's inspiration Daoyun go? This question is an extraordinary matter for the senior sisters, and they cannot be easily fooled.
With so many of Heaven's proud girls gathered together, it was easy to find out some information. As a result, Qin Muling's recent whereabouts soon came to light.
The senior sisters who learned the truth were immediately filled with righteous indignation. The supreme headmaster actually wanted to steal the little junior brother's inspiration and charm from them regardless of his face? This is simply too much and cannot be tolerated!
Thus, the current scene emerged.
"That's so good!"
Senior sister Xue Bingxuan hugged Qin Muling and kissed her with a smile: "Let's go, the senior sisters will serve you well tonight, and you will be satisfied!"
…
In the cave of the supreme leader.
Mu Yinghua, who looked normal, waved her hand and dispersed the magic projection light mirror. The image of the senior sisters working together to intercept Qin Muling turned into light and shadow and disappeared into the air.
"A bunch of careless little girls."
She muttered secretly in her heart, but didn't say anything. It was enough for both of us to know this kind of thing well and there was no need to resort to it verbally.
Next to them, five emperors including Xin Yu, Qing Huan, Tong Ying, Lan Hua, and Jing Lan were all present, having a panoramic view of everything going on outside.
"Let's continue the discussion!"
Emperor Qinghuan said in a calm tone: "I'm afraid our comfortable life will not last too long. The two people from Daoting have noticed the huge changes in Yunmeng Tiangong, as well as our family. If we don't give them a satisfactory explanation
. Falling out and starting a war is probably the inevitable result."
Her incarnation had conveyed the wishes of the two emperors Xuanyin and Weide, so at this moment the five female emperors sat together and discussed how to deal with this matter.
The two asked to share the opportunity, but from the perspective of Yunmeng Tiangong, how could they leak Qin Muling's existence? None of the empresses would agree.
Emperor Tongying smiled and said nonchalantly: "It's not a big deal if we really want to start a war. Their strength is already a bit unsatisfactory in front of us. Even if they can bring in some helpers, nothing will change!"
"Having said that, the huge casualties among our disciples cannot be avoided after all."
Emperor Lanhua pondered, as long as the two of them are willing to risk their lives and spend all their wealth, they can at least recruit four or five quasi-sage emperors to help. Even if they still cannot defeat the female cultivator alliance in the end, it is not a big problem to achieve a lose-lose result.
The consequences of this would be that a group of supreme Taoist forces led by the Taoist court would be destroyed, the female cultivator alliance would suffer heavy losses, and perhaps two or three emperors would also fall. The loss of disciples below the Daluo level would be even more incalculable.
Therefore, it is not a suitable choice to break up and start a war unless absolutely necessary.
Emperor Xinyu thought for a while and said: "We still can't be impulsive, otherwise even if we win this battle, we won't have enough strength to compete for the dominance of Taixu Starry Sky, and we will gain the advantage of the Celestials, or maybe
They are other orthodox forces."
"Senior sister, what are your ideas?" Emperor Jinglan asked with a smile.
"Let's wait for change, right?"
Emperor Xinyu said: "You can make up any reason to hang them. As long as it is delayed for a while, when Qin Muling reaches the rank of Xuanxian, he should be able to create more quasi-sage emperors. At that time, let them do whatever they want."
No matter how many helpers you bring in, nothing will change!"
This chapter has been completed!