Fuso Island, next to the ancient teleportation array of the Vacuum Palace.
A small silver round mirror is suspended in the air, rotating slowly, sometimes reflecting dazzling silver light. Judging from the appearance, it is exactly the same as the one in the hand of Fairy Jinyun.
Under the round mirror, five monks with profound auras sat cross-legged, seemingly taking a rest.
The leader was tall and tall, with golden eyebrows and extremely dignified. He was none other than the owner of Fuso Island, Wan Tianren, whom Yuan Ming had spied on.
There are three people sitting cross-legged behind Wan Tianren, one is a tall man in green, with a broad face and a hawk-nosed nose, and some cold eyes; the other is a woman in a white skirt, elegant and light makeup, looking like a lady, and the last one is a tall man with two legs.
He is over 10 feet tall and has a very fat body, with layers of fat on top of each other, making him look like a mountain of meat.
In addition to these three people, there is a middle-aged man in red sitting next to Wan Tianren. He looks to be in his early thirties. His hair and eyebrows are red, but his eyes are golden, and a golden light flashes from time to time.
This man's fire-attributed mana fluctuated extremely heavily, and his whole body seemed to be on fire at any time, turning into flames soaring into the sky. The other four people, including Wan Tianren, glanced at this man with their peripheral vision from time to time.
Suddenly, the silver round mirror in mid-air stopped rotating. After a slight tremor, a spiral suddenly appeared in the empty mirror.
In an instant, the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth was attracted by an invisible force and began to continuously converge towards the silver round mirror, forming a translucent spiritual energy vortex visible to the naked eye in the void.
The five people below were immediately alert. They all looked up into the air with different expressions, but no one took action.
As the spiritual energy continues to flow in, the silver round mirror also grows rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
However, after a moment, the round mirror seemed to have absorbed the spiritual power and expanded to the size of a building. The spiral on the mirror suddenly disappeared, and what was replaced was the scene of the valley palace in the secret realm.
In the picture, a group of alchemy monks, including Yuan Ming, were gathering in groups in front of the huge palace, sparing no effort to use the magic weapons in their hands to launch a fierce attack on the green, white and gold shield that enveloped the hall.
The surface of the shield was rippled constantly, but it did not appear to be weak. Obviously, although the attacks of the alchemy monks were not weak, it would still take a lot of time to break through the shield.
None of the five people looked at the pill-forming monks. They all looked at the Three Immortals Palace revealed in the mirror, and a light flashed in their eyes.
"Haha, good, good, good! The Three Immortals Palace, which they lost so many people and failed to find, was actually discovered by them!" Wan Tianren, the owner of Fuso Island, laughed loudly and said "good" three times.
"Haha, thanks to Brother Wan's ingenious plan, instead of us constantly taking human lives to fill the gap, why not let people from other islands also contribute. Anyway, they can only come by forming pills at most. The biggest opportunity is not divided among the few of us?
"Behind Wan Tianren, the big man in green also touched his palms and said with a smile.
This person is none other than the island owner of Jin'ao Island, Gu Xuanyang.
As for the woman in the white dress, she is the owner of Kongling Island, Murong Yanyu, while the tall fat man is the owner of Dihua Island, Tu Shixiong.
Murong Yanyu nodded, smiled lightly, and said leisurely: "It's ridiculous that those people thought that they had united together to force us to make concessions. They sent the core disciples in one by one to die. They really thought they could get many benefits.
Similar."
Tu Shixiong narrowed his eyes, the fat on his face trembled slightly, and smiled without saying a word.
But at this moment, the middle-aged man in red with red hair and golden eyes suddenly said: "Okay, let's talk about gossip later. Now that the Three Immortals Palace has appeared, we should break the ban outside the palace as soon as possible to avoid long nights and dreams.
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Hearing this, the four masters of Fuso Island all said good deeds, and then they each used their magic skills and threw a magic spell towards the silver round mirror.
As soon as the spell they cast touched the round mirror, it seemed as if it had fallen onto the water's surface, causing ripples and then disappearing immediately.
At the same time, in the secret realm, in the silver round mirror hanging over the Three Immortals Palace, dazzling auras suddenly appeared out of thin air. The aura emitted by each ray of light was far superior to that of Yuan Ming and others, mercilessly facing the three colors.
Remove the shield.
"This attack was carried out by a monk at the Nascent Soul stage! Who is it?" Yuan Ming's pupils shrank when he saw this, and at the same time with a low cry, he retreated more than ten feet, looked at the silver mirror in mid-air, and scanned
He glanced at Fairy Jinyun.
Long Chong, Zhong Ling and others were also taken aback. They stopped their attacks one after another and stepped back to distance themselves from the silver mirror.
Although Qianbao Taoist Tu Sheng also stopped attacking, his expression was calm, as if he had expected this.
More and more spiritual lights fell in the sky, the light flashed wildly, waves of air surged out, the three-color shield trembled violently, and a crack actually appeared.
At this moment, an invisible wave surged out from the Three Immortals Palace, passed through the shield without stopping, swept through the bodies of the cultivators, and disappeared into the valley.
However, none of the alchemy monks in front of the Three Immortals Hall noticed this.
Only Yuan Ming suddenly frowned and turned to look at the valley behind him.
After a few breaths, a roar like rolling thunder echoed throughout the valley.
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At this moment, the door of light and shadow at the entrance to the secret realm shook again, the nearby seal formation was shaken, and the three-color spiritual light erupted from it again.
This time, the three-color aura did not transform into the shape of three mountain peaks, but condensed into the shadow of the Three Immortals Palace. Even the situation in front of the Three Immortals Palace at this moment also showed something, but with Wan Tianren and others
Compared with the silver round mirror above the person's head, it is naturally much blurry.
"Is this? It seems that Jin Yun, Qian Bao and others have found the entrance to Sanxian Island!" Lu Changfeng stood up excitedly.
The old man surnamed Qi, madam madam, Tushan also looked happy.
"There are four island owners presiding over Fusang Island. It is not a problem to break the entrance ban on Sanxian Island. It is a pity that we and other Nascent Soul stage monks cannot enter the secret realm, otherwise there would be no need to go to such trouble." The old man surnamed Qi sighed with regret.
"Oh, the four of you want to enter the secret realm? There is a way, but you need the cooperation of the four of you." A cold voice suddenly came from behind the old man surnamed Qi, as if someone was talking close to his body.
The old man surnamed Qi was horrified, his body flew forward, and several layers of light curtains instantly lit up on his body.
However, a white palm pierced through several layers of light curtains like piercing paper, and even pierced the Dantian of the old man named Qi. It emerged from in front of him, and its five fingers as white as jade tightly grasped a small green man.
The old man surnamed Qi looked at the white hand inserted from his abdomen, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.
A young man with white eyes and white eyebrows appeared behind the old man named Qi at some point. Strong cold air burst out from his palms. The old man named Qi made a "click" and was frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Who are you?" Lu Changfeng was shocked and angry. He opened his mouth and spit out a big yellow sword, slashing at the white-browed boy.
Eight phantoms of fierce tigers rose from the sword body, making a roaring sound that shook the earth and the mountains, causing the entire hall to be shaken.
"Eight Tiger Sword!" The young man raised his white eyebrows and pointed with his fingers. A white ice pick about a foot long shot out from his fingertips and faced the big sword.
A monstrous cold air dispersed from the white ice cone, forming a thin layer of cold mist visible to the naked eye. Before the yellow sword arrived, the eight phantom tigers had already rushed over, but they were trapped by the cold mist and could not move any further.
Every cent.
There was only a soft "ding" sound, and the tip of the yellow sword was held up by a white ice pick, blocking it two feet away. No matter how much the yellow light of the sword penetrated the sky and the sword energy surged, it could not get any closer.
Madam Chi and Tushan were shocked, knowing that the young man with white eyebrows was amazingly powerful and that he was coming with bad intentions, so they immediately took action.
Madame Madam waved her jade hand, and a clear jade hairpin flew out from her head. It instantly grew dozens of times in size and turned into a giant cyan hairpin, which she swiped towards the white-browed boy in the air.
Countless shimmering blue flames flew out from the giant hairpin, and wherever they passed, the void became distorted and swayed. The blue flames seemed chaotic, and each other faintly formed a huge cage, almost blocking the white-browed boy's retreat.
die.
At the same time, Tushan pressed his hands on the ground, and a yellow light flashed in his palms.
The ground of the main hall melted, and the entire hall turned into a yellow swamp. A dozen big yellow hands emerged from the swamp, grabbing the white-browed boy from all directions.
"The Miao Sheng Mind Technique of the Illusion Wheel and the Ni Li Xuan Gong are indeed amazing. If Murong Yanyu and Tu Shixiong were to use them, they might make me fearful. You two incompetent wastes also come here to try their best. It would be too disrespectful to put me on the spot."
It's in my eyes." At the same time as the bell-like voice fell, a tall figure appeared out of thin air in the main hall, shooting horizontally with a big hand.
Two giant blood-colored palms appeared out of thin air, turning the hall into a blood-red color. They quickly swept around the white-browed boy, crushing the green flames and all the big yellow hands in the sky. Then the two giant palms disappeared in a flash at the same time, and then appeared again in a flash.
, has been firmly imprinted on Madam Chi and Tushan’s body-protecting aura.
Madam Chi and Tu Shan screamed before they could even let out a scream, before their bodies exploded and turned into two masses of blood mist.
The two Nascent Souls flew out, with fear on their little faces, and landed behind Lu Changfeng.
The tall figure also showed his true appearance at this moment. He was a burly man with a beard like a sword and a monstrous momentum.
"Yuan Wuji! How dare you attack us! Have you forgotten the agreement between Fusang Island and you guys to break up the alliance?" Lu Changfeng shouted sternly, looking very flustered.
At the same time, a small green firefly emerged from the sole of his foot and quietly burrowed into the ground.
"Ha" a sneer sounded, and another red-haired man appeared in the hall, the blood-red crutch in his hand slammed on the ground.
The walls and floor of the main hall glowed with rich blood, forming a bloody barrier, with black evil aura hovering above it. When the small fireflies released by Lu Changfeng touched the bloody barrier, they turned into pus with a "squeak" sound.
"Venerable from the Blood Realm!" Lu Changfeng's expression changed drastically, his body flew out, and he waved his hand forward.
Dozens of soybeans flew out and transformed into dozens of Lu Changfeng in a flash in the air. Each one exuded the strength of around the pill formation stage and pounced on Yuan Wuji and the red-haired man.
These Lu Changfeng all held the Eight Tiger Sword in their hands and struck it down in the air.
Dozens of Eight Tiger Sword Qi descended from the sky, and hundreds of tigers roared in unison. The sound shook the sky, and the void buzzed and roared, as if it was about to be torn apart by the criss-crossing sword Qi!