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Chapter 387: Battle of Baiman Mountain (157291)

Baiman Mountain!

Located in Yunnan, this place was the old place of Jiuli in ancient times.

Miasma is rampant and poisonous insects are everywhere. It has always been a place of various Miao people, and they survive in villages.

Baiman Mountain is not a good place to go. The scenery here is faint, but it is full of monsters. At first glance, it is the product of being influenced by some miasma for many years.

Practicing evil Taoism here is twice the result. With half the effort, combined with poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, it will definitely have extraordinary power. Now it is the great prosperity of the demonic path. Unless the casual cultivators in this world are focused on the demonic path, they will definitely be in dire straits if they have the pursuit of the great way.

"The real person is here in Hengmu Ridge, and all of you are here,"

At this moment, there were already five or six casual cultivators entrenched here. Those who could go to Mount Emei to find him to help him, of course, it was impossible for the Xuanmen Authentic Sect to be a master of the family and the great cause of their own swordsmanship.

Yang Qifeng glanced at him and knew what their strength was. To put it in the words of a monkey, there was no one who could fight, and the strongest one was just the strength of the Yin God.

They fell on the sword light, and the Yin God's strength Taoist immediately came forward and said, "I have seen the real person with you!"

"No need to be polite, please explain the situation with fellow Taoist Hengmu." After the two bowed each other, Yang Qifeng began to go straight to the point and said: "I am about to have a fire disaster, and it is impossible to stay in Baiman Mountain for a long time. If I cannot end the sword fighting within about 10 years,"

"I don't want to get rid of the disaster and have to leave."

"We dare not delay the real person's tribulation. This time, the sword fighting in Baiman Mountain was caused by a red-haired demon man on Baiman Mountain. This man was not from a human race, but the demon wood in the mountains swallowed and spitted the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth. Over time, he developed spiritual wisdom and finally transformed into shape."

"If this kind of alien species wants to become a climate, they must be reincarnated for a lifetime and be able to truly enter the path of Taoism and achieve success in cultivation,"

"But this red-haired demon man didn't know what opportunity he had obtained. Now he condensed the Yin God and relied on his own talent to start to do evil and harm sentient beings for his own evil," he said.

"We Baiman Mountain scattered cultivators are suffering. This time we join forces to kill the red-haired demon in one fell swoop and make Baiman Mountain serene,"

"I just don't know where the red-haired demon man got the news, but he also began to invite the four-sided demon thieves to set the March sword fighting period,"

Yang Qifeng's loose sleeves began to gently pinch his fingers, but the incident was already clear. Brother Yu had achieved some success in his calculations, and it was still difficult to calculate the incident clearly.

But he couldn't resist the Hunyuan Yiqi on him now, and his level was too high, and his blessing to the calculation of the secret is more than three or five times stronger than before.

Everything that happened in Baiman Mountain is now accompanied by the increasing clues of his knowledge. At this moment, he is like taking off his pants, and he can see it at all.

In fact, he didn't have to count. He could see clearly the tricks in front of him, and he didn't know where to get the news. Such words always tell the story of the person who took the initiative to reveal the news.

His guess was correct. The result of the calculation was that this united red-haired demon was about to harm the demonic Taoist and casual cultivators near Baiman Mountain.

The specific reason is a treasure. What is the specific treasure? The time is too short and it has not been successfully calculated. If he gives him a few more days of effort, he can calculate everything clearly.

The final part is that he is a casual cultivator, not an authentic Xuanmen, and he does not know how to conspire and plot to cover up the secrets of heaven.

Even if you have the wisdom of Zhuge and Zhou Lang is alive, he can only know most of your purpose by counting his fingers. According to the clues, you will know what you want to do.

In the name of fighting swords, evil demons and casual cultivators gather together, and then sacrifice blood to break the seal, and then obtain the treasures in the seal. Such a common trick cannot be used in the common routine.

He just kept performing among good and evil, and had a long-standing posture.

Even if there are hundreds of years in the future, it will not disappear.

"How long is it before the March period?" After pondering for a moment, Yang Qifeng asked and preached.

"There are seven more days, the three months will be the deadline," replied Taoist Yokogi.

"The Red-haired Demon is the strength of the Yin God. How powerful is the demonic thief he invited?"

"Don't worry, the red-haired demon man has always been entrenched in Baiman Mountain and has never had any friends. He is an alien and has achieved enlightenment. Other people in the demonic path look down on him at all and are not far from friends with him."

"There are quite a few demonic thieves he has summoned this time, but there is no one with Yin God's strength. As long as the real person and I can join forces, there is no problem in killing the red-haired demon."

"Since fellow Taoist has a strategy, I will follow the arrangements of the fellow Taoist. In seven days, I will fight the sword to kill the red-haired demon," Yang Qifeng nodded slowly and preached in a very appreciative manner.

"Please rest for seven days here to practice. After killing the red-haired demon, I will arrange a banquet,"

"No need to be polite, killing demons and eliminating demons is my duty to live."

"The reputation of a real person spreads all over the world, and he is worthy of being the mainstay of the righteous path," Taoist Hengmu praised for a while, and then left. He came to the edge of Hengmu Ridge, where a strange tree stood.

The branches and leaves above are like living things, constantly shaking and making rustling sounds.

Taoist Hengmu looked around, and he waved his hand, and divine lights appeared. A simple formation had been laid out.

"The Yin God needed for the Blood Sacrifice has been found. He is the famous Changmei Real Person in Shu," Taoist Hengmu told the demon tree.

"Three years ago, defeated the disciple of the Northern Demon Sect and obtained the Changmei Zhenren, who was inherited from the Taiqing lineage."

"It's him," Taoist Yokogi nodded.

"How do you come to him? The Shura boy from the Northern Demon Sect is not an easy person. He is the rising star of the Northern Demon Sect. He is destined to be able to attain the Taoist immortal in the future."

"Changmei can defeat him, it must be extraordinary, not to mention that Changmei has inherited the Taiqing lineage for three years. I don't know what ability he has achieved," he said.

"You can't move, but you don't know how difficult it is to find a condensing Yin God to come here?"

"The casual cultivators who have cultivated into Yin God are not good people. For them, they are not up to their own affairs. Only this long eyebrows are willing to come here."

"I have observed it specifically that he did not condense the Yang God, but still belonged to the Yin God,"

"In Hengling, there are the formations we set up, plus your talented magical powers. I am sneaking in secret and can't defeat him,"

"The Taiqing lineage is so precious. Why does it fall into his hands? We are also casual cultivators, so why can't we own it?"
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