Liang Yan pondered secretly for a moment, and then said: "Below the saints are all ants. Although there are many followers in this battle, the key point still depends on the victory or defeat between the saints. There are ten saints in Nanxuan's army, as well as the Lord of Linghu City.
As a commander, can’t he still be no match for those powerful men in the Holy Realm in Tiangong City?”
"Senior doesn't know something."
Fu Jin shook his head and said: "Although the Nanxuan Army is large in number, not all of these forces have saints. For example, Kunwu City, Ten Thousand Beast Mountain, Shenxiao Mountain, Tianmo Mountain, and Luotian Mountain, the saints of these five major forces have long since disappeared.
After many years, the entire Nanxuan army now only has five saints: Linghu Bai, Li Yuxian, Gui Wuya, Feng Wu and Xuanyuan Potian. In contrast, the Beiming army has more saints, not only
The Holy Lords of the Four Directions, and the City Lords of the four cities of Yongye, Liangyi, Qixing, and Tianhe."
After hearing this, Liang Yan murmured: "Five versus eight, this is without the Lord of Tiangong City coming forward. It seems that the situation is not good."
"Indeed, it is true, but fortunately, Senior Linghu is an unparalleled hero. He severely damaged the two saints with his own strength. Coupled with the bravery of Xuanyuan Potian and Li Yuxian, Nanxuan's army did not lose to Beiming. Beiming's people on the scene.
Seeing that there was nothing he could do to Senior Linghu, the Saint set up the 'Ancient Formation' at Fallen Immortal Ridge, firing several magical powers in succession, hoping to defeat the Saints of Nanxuan one by one."
"This formation is an ancient absolute formation. It is now presided over by the Eight Saints. It is extremely ruthless. Even those saints who have proven immortality and mastered the origin of the law are at risk of falling into this formation! In order to prevent them from being defeated one by one,
Senior Linghu had to gather four saints to join forces to break the formation and fight against the Eight Saints of the North Ming Dynasty, but the winner has not yet been determined."
Fu Jin's words gave Liang Yan a general understanding of the situation in Antarctica.
"I see. It seems that this battle is still at a stalemate, and the outcome is unpredictable."
Liang Yan sighed softly.
Although he was calm on the surface, he was a little worried in his heart. The Lord of Tiangong City has not yet shown up since the battle between Nanxuan and Beiming. This person is unpredictable and he has no idea what his plans are.
Fortunately, he knew that Linghu Bai had reservations, such as Wei Wenxiang, the president of the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce, and the old monk in yellow in the Jiuqu Yellow River Tower, all of which might be his back-up man.
Liang Yan thought secretly for a moment and then asked: "What is the origin of the 'Jin'ao Island' you just mentioned?"
"This Jin'ao Island is one of the thirteen overseas islands. It was invited by Tiangong City to help in the battle and joined the Beiming Army."
Fu Jin said slowly: "Most of the thirteen overseas islands are heretical and evil. Some like to mend furnaces, some like to sacrifice blood to living beings, and some like to refine corpses in the mother's womb. In short, the cultivation method is extremely dirty, and it is the Seven Mountains and Ten
He was not tolerated by the Second City and was expelled overseas for many years. During the chaos in the Antarctic Fairy Continent, the Thirteen Overseas Islands took this opportunity to return to the mainland and was recruited by the Northern Ming Army to help them conquer all directions."
After hearing this, Liang Yan thought about it secretly and found out that he had indeed seen records of the Thirteen Overseas Islands in Wushuang City.
These Thirteen Islands are not small islands like Nanchui. They are overlords in their respective sea areas, with hundreds of vassal islands. The techniques they practice are treacherous and unpredictable, and there are many powerful monks in the catastrophe realm.
"It seems that the world is in chaos, and all the monsters and clowns have appeared." Liang Yan said with a cold expression.
"What the seniors said is true." Fu Jin sighed: "In the battle of Fallen Immortal Ridge, all the saints were involved. The Beiming army took the opportunity to attack everywhere and rob the spiritual veins of various places. They used unique techniques to extract these spiritual veins,
Then, it was injected into the 'Ancient Formation' to help the Eight Sages of the North Ming Dynasty fight against the Five Sages of the South Xuan Dynasty. This move resulted in the thin spiritual energy of many places in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, which became desolate and desolate."
After hearing this, Liang Yan suddenly realized and thought to himself: "No wonder I haven't encountered half of the spiritual veins after flying for more than ten days. It turned out that they were all taken away by the monks in Beiming!"
He thought for a while and then asked: "Could it be that Nanxuan's army just let them do whatever they want?"
"That's not true. Nan Xuan and Bei Ming have fought against each other many times, but unfortunately they are not up to par. Among Bei Ming's army, all the masters from the four pavilions of 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang', plus the thirteen overseas islands, as well as Yongye, Liangyi, and Qixing,
The overall strength of the monks in the four cities of Tianhe suppressed Nanxuan. Both sides fought hundreds of battles, but we, Nanxuan, lost more than we won."
When Fu Jin said this, he seemed to think of something, and added: "By the way, the Beiming army also has a special kind of poisonous people. It is said that they were refined from the captured Nanxuan monks. These poisonous people have rough skin."
He is thick-bodied and fearless of death. Whenever the two armies fight, he always rushes to the front, causing great trouble to Nanxuan's army."
"Poisonous people."
Hearing these two words, Liang Yan recalled Nan Chui's experience in his mind. The "soul-destroying energy" secretly collected by the Tiandao Alliance was probably a key material for refining poisonous people.
Unfortunately, he arrived late. The "soul-destroying energy" collected by the Tiandao Alliance was enough to create an army of poisonous people. Even if he killed Prince Feng and Master Xuanzhen, nothing would change.
"Thank you for explaining to me the situation in Antarctica."
Liang Yan looked at Fu Jin, waved his sleeve, and a dark green storage ring appeared in his hand, "These are my thanks for you. There are some magic weapons and elixirs in them. I hope they can help you with Bixi Temple."
"
After hearing this, Fu Jin scanned the storage ring with his spiritual consciousness, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
"I have no way of repaying the kindness of my seniors for helping me. I just answered a few questions and was treated with such great respect. I deserve it."
"It doesn't matter, just put it away."
Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "I see that there are no spiritual veins nearby. I think the sect that came to Bixi Temple is not here, but I don't know why you came here? How did you fight with the monks from Jin'ao Island during this period?
"
"Senior, I don't know." Fu Jin put the storage ring away and said slowly: "The territory here was originally governed by Yuzhu Mountain, but since the war broke out, the Beiming army invaded several times, and more than half of the sects
They were all slaughtered. The master of Bixi Temple was originally my master, and he also died in this war. There are more than 700 disciples of our sect. Now there are only a few of us left. In order to preserve the incense inheritance, we have to go south.
Go down and seek refuge in Wushuang City, and make plans later."
When Fu Jin said this, he seemed to think of his late master, with a look of mourning on his face.
The others also lowered their heads and remained silent.
Seeing this, Liang Yan sighed and said: "It seems that Senior Li Yuxian's words came true back then. This catastrophe swept the entire Antarctic Continent, and no one could stay out of it. Anyway, we are destined to meet each other, so I will give you another gift.
You are a flying boat."
After saying that, he threw the flying boat out of the storage ring. It rose up in the wind and landed in front of the Bixi audience.
"There is a magic circle behind the ship. You only need to inject spiritual stones to activate it."
Liang Yan pointed at the flying boat and warned: "As you go all the way south, don't make any extravagance, and try to get to Wushuang City as soon as possible. When people over there see the flying boat, they will know that it was my order, and they will make arrangements for you when the time comes.
A place to go.”
Fu Jin and others were overjoyed after hearing this and thanked Liang Yan profusely. Until he became a little impatient, everyone got on the flying boat. They thanked each other again on the flying boat and then left in the boat.
Watching the flying boat getting further and further away, Liang Yan also fell into deep thought.
"In the ten years since I left, the Antarctic Immortal Continent has been turbulent. The battle between Nanxuan and Beiming involves the destiny of the entire continent. It is definitely not as simple as it seems."
"Tiangong City's massacre and extraction of spiritual veins is tantamount to fishing from the lake. Even if they really dominate the Antarctic Fairy Continent, what's the point?"
Liang Yan has too many questions in his mind, but there is no way to answer them now, so he can only keep them in his mind for the time being.
He looked around and murmured: "Yuzhu Mountain and Wuzhuang Mountain are not far apart. It seems that the landing point of my teleportation is not too far off. Now that we are here, do you want to take a trip to Yuzhu Mountain?"
Yuzhu Mountain is a holy place for practicing musical arts. Liang Yan already has the "Thirteen Swords of Daya" as the basis. If he has the opportunity to understand the magical skills of Yuzhu Mountain, he might be able to integrate the musical laws into the way of swordsmanship and obtain the third method of breaking through the sword mentality.
kind of rule.
Just as Liang Yan was pondering to himself, eight hundred miles away, in a green mountain range, various lights were going back and forth, and it looked very lively.
This place is called Luling Mountain, and there is a small spiritual vein in the mountain. Three sects practice based on this spiritual vein, and the incense is very popular on weekdays.
However, today's Luling Mountain is full of blood. Broken corpses and severed limbs can be seen everywhere. Almost all the disciples of the sect who originally practiced here were slaughtered. Those who were flying in the air were strange monks wearing strange clothes.
On the top of Luling Mountain, in a towering palace, several monks were discussing matters.
One of them, with a bear-like back and a face as heavy as a jujube, was saying in a rough voice: "Brothers, the sect here is vulnerable, and the people with the highest cultivation level are only in the Golden Core realm. I have used some tricks to step down.
Once this is leveled, all we need to do next is to set up the 'Spirit Capturing Array'."
After hearing his words, everyone nodded slightly.
There was another person, short in stature, with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. He chuckled and said, "The female disciple of Baihua Villa is quite pretty. I came late, and I didn't expect Brother Lu to have already gone on a killing spree. It's really a pity."
"Hmph! Big things are ahead of us, Shangguan, I'd better calm down." A dark-skinned man wearing a Taoist robe said coldly.
This man had a strong aura. When he spoke, no one dared to refute. Even the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks could only smile awkwardly and shut up.
The man in Taoist robes continued: "We still have more than ten days to go to Yuzhu Mountain. Fellow Taoists, please don't delay your journey. If you extract the spiritual veins here as soon as possible, we can rush to meet the island owner one day earlier."
After everyone heard this, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they were all respectful on the surface. They nodded together and said: "What Taoist Fellow Tianmu said is absolutely true. We will do our best."
The Taoist nodded slightly and was about to say something else, but he heard someone coming from outside the hall to report: "To all the gods, there is someone coming down the mountain to visit."
"oh?"
Everyone was a little surprised after hearing this. Among them, the hunky-backed man said impatiently: "Didn't you see that our gods are discussing something? Who is visiting? You can't send it away yourself?"
The man outside the door hesitated for a moment and replied: "The person who came here is not an outsider, but a disciple of the Lord Tianmu, Ba She."
This time it was the Taoist man's turn to be a little surprised.
"It's Ba She? A few days ago, I asked him to investigate the nearby spiritual veins. Why did he come back just a few days after leaving?"
"Perhaps the location of the next spiritual vein has been discovered?" Others speculated.
The man in Taoist robes pondered for a moment, then asked outside the door: "Who else is coming with him?"
"Reporting to the Lord God, there is only one Taoist Fellow Ba She."
“Something’s wrong”
The man in Taoist robes raised his eyebrows and said, "Take Ba Snake up the mountain quickly. I have something to ask him."
"Yes!" The man outside the door responded, turned into a ray of light and went down the mountain.
After a while, a ray of light came rushing over and rushed into the hall. It turned out to be a brawny man with a bare chest and back, and a big snake wrapped around his waist. He looked very rough.
"Master! You have to make the decision for us!"
As soon as the big man entered the door, he knelt on the ground and started crying with sorrow on his face.
The man in the Taoist robe frowned slightly and shouted: "All the masters and uncles are here, how can you cry and cry like this? If you don't get up, let's talk about what happened from the beginning!"
"yes"
Ba She wiped her tears and said: "Seven days ago, I and several senior fellow apprentices went out to search for spiritual veins. However, we encountered the remnants of Bixi Temple in a valley and fought with them. Those rats were naturally not
The disciple's opponents could annihilate them all at a glance. Who would have thought that a man in gray appeared halfway and, with his powerful magic and profound realm, actually killed all the junior disciples. Master, I reported your name at that time.
No. He didn't show any mercy and even insulted our Jin'ao Island. You have to make the decision for us!"
After hearing this, the burly man wondered: "Your senior fellow apprentices are all dead, how did you escape?"
"I had a life-saving magic weapon given by my master, which blocked that person's sword energy. Then I used the 'Turtle Breath Talisman' to deceive them into death, and then I escaped. Otherwise, I would be in trouble." Ba.
cried the snake.
"Hehe, you're a naughty boy." The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled half-heartedly.
After hearing this, the sturdy man pondered: "Isn't Bixi Temple the same sect that was destroyed by us half a year ago? I remember that everyone in the sect was killed. Could it be that the temple leader self-destructed before his death?
How many mice escaped?"
"It's possible"
The man in Taoist robes nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Have you given your name for the coming person?"
Ba She thought for a moment and replied: "He said his name is 'Daoren Liang'."
"Taoist Liang?" The Taoist-robed man raised his eyebrows, looked around at the crowd, and asked, "Have you ever heard of this name?"
Everyone shook their heads: "I've never heard of it."
"Weird thing!"
The man in Taoist robes looked surprised, and then said: "Wait for me to use the method to see."
He squeezed the magic formula in his hand, and the Taoist robe on his body opened without any wind, revealing his knotted muscles. There were hundreds of strange eyes on his abdomen, spinning around, it was really terrifying!
Everyone knows what he is capable of. His human name is "Tianmu Shenjun", and his magical powers are all located in the strange eyes on his abdomen. As long as the prey he targets, almost no one can escape.
With a move of his hand, the God of Heavenly Eyes took out a trace of unfamiliar breath from Ba She's body and swallowed it with his mouth. Then hundreds of eyes emitted glow at the same time, condensing a picture in mid-air.
Everyone in the hall looked intently and saw a quiet valley. In the valley was a man in gray clothes, with his back to everyone, as if he was deep in thought.
"Yes! That's him!"
As soon as he saw this person's back, Ba Snake immediately shouted out.
At this moment, the man in the picture seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned around, his eyes were like lightning, as if he saw the people in the hall directly across eight hundred miles of void!
boom!
A series of explosions came, and the eyes in the abdomen of the Celestial Eye God Lord exploded one by one. In just a moment, ninety-seven of the hundred divine eyes had exploded, and the remaining three had their eyes closed, and blood was flowing out.
"not good!"
The Lord Tianmu's breath was weak, and he sat on the ground blankly, his eyes full of horror.
"Run!"
I don't know who shouted, and all the monks in the hall turned into a ray of light and walked away into the sky.