A golden light appeared on the body of Monk Zhun Ye, which was only the size of a palm. There was a ball of fire, and there was a faint dragon hovering in the fire.
Li Chen's eyes narrowed.
It’s the Leylong Fire Cover!
If his guess is correct, this magic weapon must be innate.
Immediately, my mind moved and I put the magic weapon into my bag.
Later, I will ask Monk Zhunye about the method of imperial envoy.
"What a cruel demon monk!"
"You actually killed Master Quan Ye!"
When Li Chen used Gui Yi Gang Qi to detonate it, most of the monks' souls trembled and they fainted, but they just woke up again at this time.
[No! You must regain the entrance to the Fish Scale House!]
[When this demon monk releases such a spell, he must be depleted of true energy! You must not miss this opportunity!]
Li Chen looked at his inner voice reflected in the mirror.
His eyes were full of disdain, scanning the faces of the monks.
"Dian Cang Sect, Qinghong Villa, Nu Jiao Clan, Dan Xin Sect, Luo Feng Valley, Xuan Yan Academy, Zhu Long Temple!"
"very good!"
"What a Southern Xinjiang Righteous Alliance!"
"They are just trying to gain fame and reputation, deceiving the world and stealing their fame!"
After saying that, just as he was about to take action, an arrogant laughter suddenly came from the other side.
"well said!"
The people who came were all wearing black robes, covering their faces, and when they walked to the fish scale house, they separated automatically. He Cangwu and Jing Conling walked out from the middle.
The demonic cultivators laughed and pointed at the group of righteous cultivators with mocking expressions on their faces.
"Hahaha~ It's just you who are so shameless~"
"Obviously, I'm coveting the reward from Black Stone's pursuit order, and I want to seize the Fish Scale House, but you suddenly say that I'm going to kill the trouble in Southern Xinjiang~"
"It has to be you, these shameless hypocrites."
"Hahaha!"
The Righteous Alliance was shocked.
"Ghost Cult!"
"Fierce Light Pavilion! Broken Vein Mountain!"
"Moxiu!"
In terms of strength, even if a righteous cultivator is intact, he will be slightly inferior to a demonic cultivator.
What's more, everyone is injured at this time, how can they be the opponent of the Southern Xinjiang Demon Cultivator?
For a time, there was countless fear and panic from the top of the mountain.
"He Cangwu, your ghost sect really has no credibility at all!"
However, Hongtu from the Diancang sect was not afraid at all. He suddenly stepped out from the crowd and glared at them angrily.
Hongfei, whom He Cangwu had killed in the Ten Thousand Bamboo Forest during the bamboo shoot competition in Xiangfei Valley, was Hongtu's senior brother and one of the two heroes of Dian Cang.
One is number one in the righteous way, and the other is number one in the evil way.
The two have been fighting against each other for generations, but as a result, their eldest disciple was easily killed. This was a great shame and humiliation for the Dian Cang Sect.
Before entering the Mysterious Realm of Ten Thousand Hessions this time, in order to prevent the re-emergence of the Sesshou Temple, both parties specifically agreed to put aside their prejudices and speak to the outside world unanimously.
But now it is obvious that the Ghost Cult does not intend to do this.
"Hmph~"
Under the cloak, He Cangwu's face was cold and scary, his eyes were filled with anger, his pupils gradually narrowed to one point, and he said angrily: "Do you keep your word?"
"You still dare to ask our ghost teacher to show his credibility?"
Just as he was talking, he reached out and took out a nail as long as his middle finger, which reflected a tinge of purple under the bright moonlight.
It's obviously highly toxic.
The ghost crow on the shoulder turned his head to preen his feathers, while Hongtu on the opposite side suddenly widened his eyes and said in a voiceless voice: "Ecstasy Bone Nail?!"
"Hissssss~"
An emerald green spiritual snake suddenly emerged from Jing Conngling's neck, revealing a pair of fangs towards Hongtu.
"You're not hiding it at all."
"You still have the nerve to trust me with the ghost sect."
"Let me ask you, is this Ecstasy Penetrating Nail the unique hidden weapon of your Dian Cang Sect!"
Jing Conling's tone turned cold and her eyes were fixed on Hongtu.
Hearing this, Hongtu didn't understand what was going on, but a look of pride flashed across his face: "That's right! The Ecstasy Penetrating Bone Nail is indeed the unique hidden weapon of my Dian Cang Sect."
"Among the tenth generation, only my senior brother Hongchun has learned this technique."
"How come you have this nail?!"
"What are you going to do to my senior brother!"
At this point, Hongtu clenched his fists and became furious.
Unexpectedly, Jing Conling also raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "You still dare to ask me, and I will ask you again!"
"Wu Jianbai, the messenger of the ghost sect, died under this nail!"
"You Dian Cang faction actually dare to beat me up!"
"Although our Ghost Cult behaves arrogantly, compared with you group of hypocritical, shameless hypocrites, we are nothing short of saints."
"Shameless!"
After speaking, he stroked the head of a spiritual snake with his raised orchid finger.
The spirit snake seemed to find it very useful. It got out of the cloak and wrapped itself directly around Jing Conngling's shoulders.
Snakes are hesitant and always seem to choose someone to devour.
"How can it be!"
"My senior brother... shouldn't be... impossible!"
Hongtu looked a little unbelievable, but Jing Conling didn't intend to let him go so easily.
"I think you are just a cooked duck with a tough mouth."
"Only you, the Dian Cang Sect, can use such sinister hidden weapons."
"You're from a decent family, bah!"
After saying that, Jing Conling actually spat secretly towards Hongtu.
"No need to talk nonsense, take them all."
He Cangwu's face was always filled with frost. With a wave of his hand, the demonic monks had surrounded Hong Tu and other righteous monks.
At this moment, the sound of breaking waves suddenly came from the water on the top of the mountain.
"Seven sons go to war! Not a blade of grass will grow!"
"The Seven Canglang Sons are here, who dares to be so presumptuous!"
A long roar.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of turbulence was heard on the large river formed by the convergence of thousands of streams.
Everyone looked intently.
I saw the seven sons of Canglang suddenly riding on the waves.
The seven of them never took the usual path from the moment they entered the secret realm.
Everyone else had agreed on a signal and gathered together.
However, the seven of them made an agreement to take advantage of the characteristics of the stream flowing from bottom to top and returning to the top of the mountain, so they could go up the river.
It's just that the ten thousand streams are too winding and the seven people have their own encounters on the road, so they didn't reach the top of the mountain until now.
"Senior brother! There seemed to be a fight here just now."
"Pity!"
"It's all Lao Liu's fault! He had to go into the water to catch ghosts! Such a good opportunity to become famous was wasted like this!"
"Lao Liu, you are the real Lao Liu!"
"Brother, how can you rely on me? You should rely on Lao Qi."
"I'm late every time. We were waiting for him, so I went into the water to catch the water ghost without wasting time."
"That makes sense. Where is Lao Qi? Where is he?"
"Brother~ I was wrong, I fell asleep just now."
"Asleep? F*ck asleep again?"
"You fell asleep once during the last bamboo shoot competition, and I fell asleep again this time?!"
"Old Qi, I see, you are not far away from losing us."
"Brother, no, no one is missing from the seven-person team."
"Oh, I miss Lao Ba."
"It would be great if I could become a regular employee."
"Brother, stop thinking nonsense, Lao Ba is now a Buddhist disciple, and the one with golden scales tops the list!"
"So what?! Is my title as the Seventh Son of Canglang no longer valuable?"
"Hey, isn't that Lao Ba?"
"It really is!"
"No, it's the Ghost Cult!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the seven Canglang disciples each summoned the Xiantian Ning Gang.
The seven breaths are combined into one, which has immeasurable meaning.
For a time, even the big river that gathered at the top of the mountain began to surge.
In the blink of an eye, huge waves flew up into the sky and slammed down on everyone on the shore.
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The last two chapters have been changed~ I hope all book friends will bear with me.