The three-year period has not yet expired, and Lu Min and Lu Qian have already begun to let go and clean up.
Lu Min practiced blood magic, but his methods of cleansing were upright and overwhelming. He commanded the Immortal Cult army, sweeping from west to east, like a grate combing the ground.
Lu Min's march was neither too fast nor too slow, just like taking a spring outing, sweeping over one hill after another.
Therefore, the large and small forces on the east side of the Immortal Sect's territory were running like wolves one by one, fleeing rapidly to the east. At the same time, the distance between them was compressed closer and closer, and the space for movement became smaller and smaller.
The competition for the remaining gold and silver medals has become increasingly fierce.
Many forces broke into the territory of other forces and fought with the original indigenous forces. The fight turned the world upside down.
From time to time, some forces were lucky enough to win a gold or silver medal, and happily rushed towards the purge army of the Immortal Religion with the sign, hoping to determine the status of their own six sects and eighteen sects and survive this great purge.
But while all the monks were fleeing eastward, a small group of monks hurriedly headed west. There was obviously something wrong!
As a result, whenever a monk grabbed a gold or silver medal and wanted to go to Lu Min to confirm his status, he would be attacked by countless monks after just three or five days on the road. He himself would fall and his medal would be snatched away.
And Lu Qian led a group of evil monks from Dajue Temple to take action. Compared with Lu Min, he had a different style.
Lu Qian is like a flea that is too strong and too energetic, jumping wantonly in the boundless territory to the west of Dajue Temple. He appears here today and there tomorrow. Wherever he appears, if you can't take it,
When a gold or silver medal comes out, kill it immediately.
With his cultivation level in the realm of gods and humans, and having so many powerful Buddha treasures in his hands, plus the assistance of a group of evil monks from Jie Yin Toutuo, which force can stop him from purging the world of Yuan Lingtian cultivation today?
Wherever Lu Qian appears, there is "emptiness of all four elements"!
Several times, Lu Qian met some powerful forces who had joined together. They were holding gold and silver medals, and they were busy trying to find their own "fixed number". But every time these powerful forces got the gold and silver medals, Lu Qian pretended not to see it.
Just like that, turn around and run somewhere else to clean.
The big forces who had won the gold and silver medals were waiting for Lu Qian to arrive. After a few days of hesitation, the surrounding monks swooped in like evil wolves. Another bloody battle began. The gold and silver medals were suddenly replaced.
master!
While these powerful forces were holding gold and silver medals, Lu Qian remained silent.
But once there is a small or medium-sized force like the Baimei clan, which has no deep roots, no wide connections, and no strong strength, and gets the brand by luck or accident, Lu Qian will immediately jump out and finalize the status of their six sects and eighteen sects.
In these few months, almost all the big forces to the west of Dajue Temple were destroyed, and Lu Qian had already established four small and medium-sized forces.
After struggling like this for more than a year, Yuan Lingtian's cultivation world has changed beyond recognition, and its foundation has been exhausted. All the forces, big and small, have been seriously injured. The sect that has already determined its position looks at the devastated cultivation world, and secretly rejoices that its own family is still alive.
As he fell down, he felt like crying but had no tears. He felt inexplicably sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.
Yuan Lingtian, outside the world barrier, in the boundless void, a suspended floating island spits out strong spiritual light. Protected by two golden spiritual talismans, it cuts through the void silently and quickly approaches Yuan Lingtian.
On the floating island with a radius of nearly ten thousand miles, there are palaces and pavilions, streams and jungles, and even gardens, rice fields and medicine fields, all kinds of things for survival and cultivation.
In the middle of the floating island, among the elegant and clear palaces, on the top of the towering pagoda, Wanxiang, wearing a green shirt and wearing wooden clogs, was playing chess with the blood god, the current leader of the Blood River Sect.
The chess pieces fell one after another, and everything was done smoothly and without any fuss.
The Old Blood God's moves were like the wind, with fierce fire and evil aura. He gritted his teeth and held the chess pieces with his fingers as if he were holding a heavy axe. When he slapped the chess pieces on the chessboard, he made a "boom" sound.
The sound shook the pagoda slightly.
"Be still!" Wan Xiang lowered his eyelids and tried to persuade the old man, the Blood God.
"How can I calm down?" The old blood god suddenly raised his head, his eyes were scarlet, blood vessels like earthworms were squirming under his face, and his face was twisted like a monster: "In the past few years, I have used secret methods to contact you thousands of times.
Shanmen, there is no response at all!"
"What happened to Yuan Lingtian? My Blood River Sect..."
The old man of the Blood God bared his teeth and let out a fierce grin. He crushed a chess piece to pieces with one finger. He gritted his teeth and looked at everything with a grin: "On the contrary, your Senluo Sect actually has such a foundation. There is a void talisman left by the great powers of heaven and man.
, it only takes a few years to travel between Jishengtian and Yuanlingtian!"
"Hehe, I think back then when we set out from Yuanlingtian to form a vanguard army to attack the Holy Heaven, it took nearly sixty years for the army to be on the road!" The old man of the Blood God looked at everything and said coldly: "You guys
Senluo Sect has such a trump card, why didn’t it show it then?”
Wanxiang glanced sideways at the old Blood God, who was completely out of control and almost on the verge of going crazy. He said calmly: "You said it was your trump card, how could you take it out so easily? If there hadn't been something wrong with your Blood River Sect, you would have thought that I would give it up.
Use these two divine talismans at the bottom of the box?"
The Old Blood God disrupted the chessboard with a slap, tilted his head and stared at everything: "Your Senluo Sect, didn't you preach anything along the way?"
Wanxiang raised his head, his eyes shining brightly like two sharp sword pills, stinging the eyes of the old man Blood God, forcing him to subconsciously turn his head to avoid Wanxiang's gaze.
"Blood old ghost, don't push yourself too far!"
"Of course we, the Senluo Sect, have sent us messages, but they are all secrets related to our sect... The mountain gates of your Blood River Sect and our Senluo Sect are far apart, and we don't have much contact with each other on weekdays. I, a disciple of the Senluo Sect,
I won’t deliberately inquire about your Blood River Sect!”
Wan Xiang said calmly: "When I returned to Yuanlingtian, I took you old ghosts with me, and even showed you the treasure at the bottom of the box. I have already fulfilled my friendship with you, and you can't ask for anything more.
.”
Sighing, Wan Xiang reassured: "Don't worry, your Blood River Sect has a great cause, and it's hard for anything to happen. It's useless for you to worry here... If anything happens, just help them get revenge."
The old blood god opened his mouth, remained silent for a long time, stood up, and said with a sneer: "It's time to wash your mouth. That's right, my Blood River Sect has a great cause, how can anything happen to it? Hahaha, there are so many wives.
The elder is sitting at the mountain gate, and my blood magic power is best at fighting and saving lives. Even the Sword Gate can't do anything to me, the Blood River Sect!"
The old blood god took a deep breath, swayed his body, and turned into a streak of blood and rushed out of the pagoda.
Wanxiang ignored the pieces on the chessboard, stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked to the window, looked out at the mountains and rivers, and breathed out softly.
A fragment of his soul is entrusted in the demon puppet with the combat power of the Heavenly Realm of the Senluo Sect.
The closer he gets to Yuan Lingtian, the clearer the connection between him and the split soul becomes. At this distance, he has completely received all the information that has happened to Yuan Lingtian in these years.
"Lu Min, Lu Qian!" Wan Xiang frowned: "Although I sent you to Yuan Lingtian just to stir up trouble...but you are too good at stirring things up, right? Uncontrolled chess pieces are not a good thing.
Chess piece!"
He tapped the window with his fingers, and Wanxiang felt inexplicably upset.
In his plan, these evil spirits such as Lu Min, Lu Yi, Yinyuan, and even Bai Nu can create some trouble for Yuan Lingtian's cultivation world... But these people can't go as far as he can imagine.
It's just causing some trouble.
As long as they can slow down the pace of Yuan Lingtian's cultivation world's conquest for a little while, restore the heaven and earth spiritual energy of Jishengtian to a certain level, and let Jishengtian's cultivation world regain a certain strength...
As long as the Jishengtian Cultivation World recovers enough strength, the conquest of Yuan Lingtian Cultivation World will be brought to a stalemate. Under the control of Wanxiang, Yuan Lingtian Cultivation World will continue to bleed, constantly consuming the strength and strength of Jianmen.
Bottom line, this is the most ideal outcome in Wanxiang’s mind.
However, Lu Min and Lu Qian are too powerful!
They are more than just causing a little trouble, more than just obstructing Yuan Lingtian's conquest?
They are simply going to subvert the entire Yuan Lingtian cultivation world!
"Is it possible that I have the ability to discern pearls with a discerning eye? I picked a few lucky people from the Holy Heaven and then randomly picked the legendary Son of Destiny?"
"However, the Supreme Holy Heaven has fallen to that level. Even with the blessing of the entire Holy Saint Heaven, how can they... achieve such an achievement?"
Wan Xiang muttered in a low voice, and the energy and blood in his body surged.
Long shouts sounded from all directions.
The floating island that stretches thousands of miles has approached Yuan Lingtian's diaphragm of the world. The heavenly and human talismans guarding both sides burst out with golden light that was more blazing than the sun, wrapping the floating island and locking the spatial coordinates of the mountain gate of Senluo Sect.
, rushing straight towards the turbid world barrier.
The floating island trembled violently.
Around the floating island, the terrifying power erupted from the heavenly talisman violently rubbed against the diaphragm of the world, splashing a dazzling bright light with a radius of millions of miles. The huge counterattack force came from all directions, and the huge floating island was like a child
The small pieces of stone thrown on the water created a series of 'water drifts' in the world.
All the palaces and pavilions were trembling slightly, and the ground of the floating island was cracked with tiny cracks.
The violent vibration lasted for a full three hours, and this huge floating island finally penetrated the diaphragm of the world and returned to Yuanlingtian.
Spurting out billowing heat waves and rolling up large tornadoes, the floating island slowly stopped thousands of miles above the ground and suspended in the sky. This place was obviously deviated from the mountain gate of the Senluo Sect, and it deviated from the
A huge distance.
'winter'!
A melodious copper bell roared below.
The sound of Sanskrit chants soared into the sky: "Which evil demon dares to break into Dajue Temple? The evil heretics will die for me!"