Chapter 340: Listening to the tune but not the announcement
Chapter 340: Listen to the tune but not the propaganda
A jet-black water statue with four-dimensional alien animal patterns rushed up against the raging flames, and the black mist transformed by Xuanyi True Water continued to gush out from the mouth of the bottle.
The flames set off in the Inspiration Great Sanctuary are heterogeneous flames that combine the true fire of the three flavors of life and the mysterious magnetic sky fire above the purple sky. It is extremely powerful and is designed to hurt people's soul. However, water is born to overcome fire, which is the rule of heaven.
The quality of the Xuanyi True Water within the Water Lord offered by Gu Xiechen was comparable to that of the alien flames, and the quantity was quite large, effectively blocking the crimson flames.
No matter how the Great Sage of Inspiration activated the Falun, even though the Falun was trembling violently and the flames ejected from the wheel had condensed into a pillar of fire that looked like a substance, it could not break through the black mist transformed by Xuanyi True Water.
The sound of violent boiling resounded through the void, and hundreds of powerful spiritual consciousnesses came over, observing the fight between the two sides from a high position.
Among these consciousnesses, more than seventy were clearly on the side of the Great Sage of Inspiration, and they made no secret of their murderous intentions towards Gu Xiechen and his party.
The other hundreds of spiritual consciousnesses mostly took a gloating attitude. They vibrated the air intentionally or unintentionally, and raised various halos of light in the void, as if to remind the Great Sage of Inspiration that they were watching this battle, and he must not lose it.
Lost one's own face.
The Great Sage of Inspiration really became anxious. The majestic Great Luo Golden Immortal, even if he is just a first-grade Great Luo Golden Immortal, is still one of the most respected figures in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. After a stalemate for half a quarter of an hour, he couldn't even deal with a few Taiyi Golden Immortals. This is too embarrassing.
There are so many big shots in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths watching from behind, and he can't afford to suffer such a loss.
With a cold scolding, the Great Sage of Inspiration held the Falun in his hands and threw it into the sky.
Only a strange roar was heard, and the Falun spun rapidly in the void. In the blink of an eye, it expanded to a size of a hundred miles. Three wind eyes as thick as water jars appeared in the center of the Falun, accompanied by the sound of wind whistling like the sky falling apart.
Countless wind wheels the size of human heads shot out from the eye of the wind, cutting through the black mist like a storm.
The whole body of this wind wheel is green and black, and it is clearly the Gangfeng that has been condensed to the extreme. There is also a dazzling red light flashing in the middle of the wind wheel, which is the Heavenly Fire Ganglei condensed by the Great Sage of Inspiration, who has compressed his own true fire to the limit.
The rapidly rotating wind wheel tore through the void, bringing up countless blue-black streams of light to shoot down, tearing the black mist into pieces.
Wonderful, Gu Xiechen held up his palms and laughed. This Falun is indeed an excellent innate magic weapon. It can not only control fire, but also control wind. It can also integrate the energy of wind and fire so perfectly and seamlessly. It is really amazing.
Extremely wonderful.
The wind wheel tore through the black mist transformed by Zhenyi Xuanshui, and rushed towards the group of people with a strong cold air. The sky fire and thunder condensed in the Great Holy Spirit flickered, and was about to explode in front of everyone. At this moment,
Zhehua opened his mouth and sprayed out the Star Sword, which turned into countless silver starlights and shot out, splitting the thousands of wind wheels that came in front of him into two pieces.
With a laugh of "Hehe", Zhehua took out the Netherworld Fan and slapped it hard against the wind wheel in the sky.
A stream of black air rolled out from the dark fan of the Netherworld Fan like a mudslide with a deafening roar. Only the sounds of countless ghosts crying and wolf howling could be heard. Millions of strange figures with wings on their backs faintly rushed out of the black air. They
A series of jet-black cross sword energy was struck out, and they collided with the wind wheels all over the sky.
The power of the wind wheel is unparalleled. Each wind wheel can tear apart hundreds of sword energy. However, there are too many figures in the black energy, and the sword energy is like a crazy wave, one after another.
The wind wheel blasted out by the Falun gradually came to a standstill with the black sword energy, but it still had no way to deal with Gu Xiechen and his party.
The silver sword light ejected by Zhehua flashed all over the sky, causing the falling wind wheels to crack. This greatly weakened the power of the wind wheels and reduced the energy consumed by the angels who turned into ghosts in the Netherworld Fan to resist.
A lot.
Gradually, the Falun became unable to hold up any longer, and the black air emitted by the Netherworld Fan counterattacked upward for several feet.
Although the distance was only a few feet, it was considered a defeat in the fight. A Daluo Golden Immortal actually lost to a Taiyi Golden Immortal. This was a shame that could only be washed away with blood in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. Or maybe it was one's own.
Blood, or the blood of the enemy, has no other path.
If the Great Sage of Inspiration cannot regain his dignity and take the heads of Gu Xiechen and his group to tell the world, he will not be able to gain a foothold in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. He can only sit back and watch his base being annexed by others, and watch everything he owns be annexed.
People take it away.
The Great Sage of Inspiration was horrified. He was astonished to find that the sword light sprayed out by Zhehua was actually an innate magic weapon, and it was probably of higher quality than his own Seven Treasures Falun. In addition, Zhehua's Netherworld Fan and Gu Xiechen's Water
Zun is obviously an ancient rare treasure. Although it is not innate, the unique power it exerts is not weaker than the innate magic weapon at certain times.
A trace of regret came to the heart of the Great Inspiration Sage. For a woman, even the woman he loved, would he get himself to where he is now?
The slight hesitation caused the Great Sage of Inspiration to pause for a moment, and the mana he inputted into the Falun was also interrupted for about a ten thousandth of a second. But for some people, a ten thousandth of a second of hesitation during a battle is already over.
Enough to be fatal!
In this short and almost non-existent moment, Yang Jian, Hou Hou and the Kongsang brothers rushed out at the same time.
Yang Jian teleported to the side of the Great Sage of Inspiration. Today, Yang Jian, who was only wearing a gray robe, gave up the three-pointed two-edged sword and instead wore a seven-star Longquan sword. He brought out a purple sword light, a light point
To the heart of the Great Sage of Inspiration.
The monkey jumped behind the Great Sage of Inspiration and hit him on the back of the head with a stick. Golden clouds wrapped around the long purple-black stick, and the wind caused by the stick stirred up the void, and dozens of space cracks were smashed along with the stick.
To the great sage of inspiration.
The three Kongsang brothers still stood in the three-talent formation. The halberd, the spear, and the long sword brought a cold light to the vital parts of the Great Sage of Inspiration. The halberd was like a dragon, the spear was like a dragon, and the sword was like a tiger. The cold light filled the sky.
It actually wrapped around the great sage of inspiration, giving him the illusion that he couldn't breathe.
"Damn it! How dare you!"
The Great Sage of Inspiration roared angrily, and a light cyan Tai Chi robe appeared on him out of thin air. Silks of clear light wrapped around his body, faintly in his back, and a basin-sized Tai Chi pattern was outlined on his chest. An extremely flexible backlash.
Power rolled out in all directions. Monkey's long stick, Yang Jian's long sword, and the weapons of the three Kongsang brothers were touched by the clear light and bounced back almost at the same time.
The Great Sage of Inspiration shook his body, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Attacked by these five people, even though his cultivation level far surpassed that of Yang Jian and others, he still couldn't withstand the impact of such tyrannical power, even if he had a good magic weapon to protect his body.
, the body was almost shattered.
With an angry scolding, the Great Sage of Inspiration tore the monkey's heart with one claw, and was about to grab his heart alive. Everyone felt a sudden flash of light in front of their eyes, and Prajna and Maha brothers suddenly came out, punching like a meteor shower.
Hit the great sage of inspiration.
Today's Prajna and Maha brothers have superb cultivation and even more tyrannical power. With Gu Xiechen, Yang Jian, and Houwai Kongsang brothers, three masters who specialize in physical training, they teach various physical attack methods.
, the two brothers combined various magical powers of Buddhism and refined a unique and extremely lethal magical power - the Eighteen Hells Mahamudra.
This magical power has a total of eighteen punches. Once used, the punch will be like the torture of the eighteenth level of hell. Each punch is twice as heavy as the previous punch. Every eighteen punches will be like the superposition of ocean waves.
, converging the power of eighteen punches into one punch.
Also Prajna, Maha has the body of a great sage from outside the realm. His physical body is strong and can withstand such huge force, and his fist speed is extremely fast enough to squeeze the fist together. If it were replaced by others, he would not be able to create such a terrible thing.
exercises.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of punches have hit the body of the Great Sage of Inspiration. Each punch of the Eighteen Hell Mudra is heavier than the last. Every eighteen punches, the power of one punch must have integrated all the power of the previous eighteen punches.
It exploded into a single blow.
Absolute speed, absolute power, the perfect combination of power and speed without any fancy, this is the horror of the Eighteen Hells Mahamudra! The strength of the fist tore the air, and the wind of the fist rubbed in the void, bringing up the
The wind brought fire, and the mutual stimulation of wind and fire brought electricity. The pure power and speed inspired the power of wind, fire, thunder, lightning and loud noise, just like the two elements interdependently transforming all things, producing infinite changes.
There was a loud noise, and the void within a radius shattered. The blue treasured clothing of the Great Sage of Inspiration was blown to pieces, and the heavy fist hit his body directly, sending him flying hundreds of miles away. The fist was close to the body.
At that moment, the Great Sage of Inspiration came to his senses. He hurriedly forced out the immortal power in his body and turned it into a protective layer of clear light on his body.
It is pitiful for a great Daluo Jinxian that even the magic weapon used to protect him was blown to pieces, and he was forced to use his own immortal power to protect his body. This shame and humiliation made the seventy-odd monster saints who stood on the side of the Inspiration Sage shout in unison.
With a cold snort, boundless murderous intent surged toward Gu Xiechen and his group. The other hundreds of Daluo Jinxian-level overlords of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths all laughed.
It’s so interesting, those overlords just think it’s so interesting!
They all saw that the cultivation level of Gu Xiechen and others was only one ten thousandth of that of the Great Sage of Inspiration. But even with such meager power, they could not defeat the Great Sage of Inspiration. This was really because
Gu Xiechen's and his others' techniques are so wonderful, and their coordination is so dexterous!
Even brothers and sisters who live together day and night in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths would not have such tacit cooperation. How did Gu Xiechen and the others do it?
With a cold smile, Gu Xiechen looked at the Great Sage of Inspiration who rushed over from a distance like a mad tiger, and coldly scolded: "You have been defeated. In front of so many fellow Taoists, you didn't even have the last bit of shame."
Don’t you want them all?”
Zhehua and others stood up behind Gu Xiechen, and Kong Sangri shouted coldly and arrogantly: "If you are so shameless and want to continue fighting, we will fight!"
The halberd vibrated, shattering a small space in front of him. A large piece of green fairy light rose up from Kong Sangri's body, condensing into a brilliant sun disk above his head, emitting a cyan light that was difficult to look at. It was clearly cyan.
rays of light, but everyone who sees this round of the sun has an illusion, as if it is a blazing sun hanging high in the sky, emitting endless light and heat.
Loud laughter came from the main hall in front, the spacious and tall hall door suddenly opened, and a dozen immortals dressed in Taoist costumes slowly walked out. These people may have a faint immortal aura, a strong demonic aura, or a strong ghost aura.
, or the demonic aura is strange, but the aura is extremely powerful, with a domineering aura that fills the entire void.
Compared to the Great Sage of Inspiration, the pressure put on these dozen immortals is vastly different. It is conceivable that they are the top ones with the strongest cultivation, the highest status, the largest base, and the most disciples in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
a group of people.
According to legend, each of the dozen or so people in front of me have stood at the pinnacle of Daluo Jinxian for nearly a million years. They have touched a certain wonderful limit. As long as they take a gentle step, they can join the ranks of their predecessors.
The incredible realm of Hongmeng Immortal Saint.
When the Great Sage of Inspiration saw these dozen people, he was so ashamed that he hid his face and left. Even the Seven Treasures Falun, which was still hanging high in the air, did not bother to bring it back.
Gu Xiechen looked coldly at the Great Sage of Inspiration who was escaping hastily. He walked a few steps forward with a smile, bowed his head to the dozen or so immortals who went out to greet them and said: "Seniors and younger generations, Taoist Evil Dragon, you are polite. Just now.
thing..."
An old man surrounded by ghostly fog laughed sharply: "What happened just now? Did something happen just now?"
More than a dozen people looked at each other and laughed at the same time: "Nothing happened just now, Fellow Taoist Evil Dragon, I am really lucky to have a powerful person from the lower realm like Fellow Taoist to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering!"
A demon saint with eyes like lightning, an eagle nose like a hook, and a pair of golden roc wings on his back stopped laughing, looked at Gu Xiechen coldly and arrogantly, and sneered: "Since you are here to attend the Gathering of Ten Thousand Immortals, I guess it is the party's rules.
I understand it all. Now I ask you, who are you going to take refuge in? Who are you going to hand over your base and power to? Hehe, make a decision now!"
Gu Xiechen's face became ugly, and the other dozen immortals looked at him with piercing eyes, with deep meaning in their eyes.
Angry, Gu Xiechen looked at the demon saint who should be some kind of roc bird with extreme annoyance. He naturally knew the rules of the gathering of sages. It was nothing more than the overlords of the nine heavens and ten earths recruiting monks from the lower realms, and then following the rules they recruited.
The size of the monk's chassis is just a spoils-sharing meeting that divides the entire sphere of influence in the human world.
According to the announcement issued by the conference, if the monks in the lower realm do not choose to join a certain force, they will be strangled by all the forces. Gu Xiechen had already made a decision before coming. He was already prepared and had someone to temporarily seek refuge with. But this
The Dapeng bird actually questioned Gu Xiechen about this matter in front of so many immortals before the conference started. It was obvious that he was not prepared to save any face for him.
He deliberately reminded Gu Xiechen that even if you defeat the Great Sage of Inspiration, you are just a weakling who has come to seek refuge with others.
Looking at the roc with cold eyes, Gu Xiechen sighed quietly: "Purple-eyed roc king?"
Dapeng was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "It's me, do you know my name? Well, are you on good terms with Yu Guanzi?"
Smiling, Gu Xiechen looked intently at the dozen or so immortals present, and slowly took out a Yunshi Slip.
He nodded and said: "Since King Peng wants this junior to explain who he is here to seek refuge with, then this junior should just tell him directly."
He pointed his finger on the Yunshi Slip, and a star map erupted from the jade slip, with dots of starlight dazzling the eyes and ears. Gu Xiechen pointed at the star map and sneered: "This is the star map controlled by my Evil Dragon Sect.
The Spiral Star Territory and the surrounding star territories that are three times the size of the Spiral Star Territory are quite large compared to this territory. No matter which senior you join, you can add a lot of stakes to him."
The eyes of more than a dozen immortals lit up at the same time, including the Purple Eyed Peng King, who nodded involuntarily.
Yes, this is a very heavy bet. The hundreds of large and small monastic forces they control are fighting back and forth. As a result, the star field they directly control is not large. They can meet the bet requirements and directly control the star field in their hands.
It is only equivalent to half of the spiral star field.
If Gu Xiechen took the star field controlled in this star map and surrendered to these gods in front of him, it would be enough to expand the territory of the human world under their name several times.
Everyone looked at Gu Xiechen with ardent eyes, and King Zi Jingpeng couldn't wait to shout: "Boy, if you defect to me, I will accept you as my disciple. If that boy dares to cause trouble with you, I will devour him directly."
Kill him!"
Gu Xiechen smiled and looked at an old man among the immortals in front of him who had the shape of an ancient pine and a crane, with long sleeves that were fluttering, vaguely suggesting that he had come from the world. He cupped his hands towards the old man and asked with a smile: "Yiqi Chao
Yuan Zihua Yuan Luo Tianzun?"
The old man wearing a white robe with a purple cloud embroidered on his chest flashed his eyes, nodded and said with a smile: "No need to bother, just call me Yuan Luo, old man."
Gu Xiechen handed the Yuanshi Slip to Yuan Luo Tianzun, and he smiled and said: "Very good, these are the terms for the young man and his fellow Taoists to join the Tianzun's sect, as well as a little bit of the young man's thoughts, please Tianzun weigh it.
"
Yuan Luo Tianzun narrowed his eyes, and the Yunshi Slip suddenly shattered, and a wisp of purple energy pierced the center of his eyebrows. The old man's long eyebrows moved, he suddenly nodded, and silently took something out of his sleeves.
He took out a token carved from purple jade and handed it to Gu Xiechen.
"From today on, the Evil Dragon Sect is the number one protector sect under our Yuanluo Palace. The disciples of the Evil Dragon Sect will obey the instructions but not the announcement. The leader of the Evil Dragon Sect, the Venerable Gu Xiechen, will be the elder of our Yuanluo Palace.
, the disciples of Yuan Luo Palace should treat them with the courtesy of elders!" After a moment, Yuan Luo Tianzun's spiritual consciousness gently swept across the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Star and announced these words.
Gu Xiechen smiled with satisfaction. King Zi Jingpeng and others looked at Yuan Luo Tianzun in surprise. They listened to the instructions but not the announcement. What benefits did Gu Xiechen give him to actually make him agree to such a condition? This is obvious.
He just established his own faction under Yuanluo Palace!
However, Yuan Luo Tianzun is the most honorable person in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths who is famous for cherishing feathers. He has made this decision today, but he will never change it. Moreover, Yuan Luo Tianzun seems to be an immortal with an immortal spirit.
Although he is full of energy, secretly he is very ruthless and is basically a character who must be punished. Since Gu Xiechen has become a member of his Yuanluo Palace, whoever wants to touch Gu Xiechen must weigh the reaction of Yuanluo Palace!
Among the overlords of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, Yuan Luo Tianzun's cultivation can firmly enter the top ten. Gu Xiechen has found this backer, which is really appropriate!
But to listen to the tune but not the announcement, this condition is really unbelievable. What exactly did Gu Xiechen promise to Yuan Luo Tianzun?
All the immortals thought about this problem, and the way they looked at Gu Xiechen was a little strange.
Before the Gathering of Ten Thousand Immortals began, various plots against Gu Xiechen were quickly launched. Countless immortals secretly left Ten Thousand Immortals Star and rushed to all directions.
Especially since the immortals under the Great Sage of Inspiration did not attend the party and left the Ten Thousand Immortals Star Territory directly.