A dozen monks came quickly from a distance, headed by the two saints Hegu and Xingbu from the True Demon Realm. At the same time, there were more than a dozen monks dressed in black, with black gauze wrapped on their heads, covering their whole bodies.
The figure of the monk is enveloped from above and below.
These dozen monks knew without asking that they must be people from the real ghost world.
Not only these dozen monks, but also the people who were imprisoning the monks in Danhuang City were also covered by black clothes.
The clothing worn by these monks obviously has powerful power. It can not only block the detection of spiritual consciousness, but also cover their own aura, making it impossible for people to know who they are.
However, it can be known from the fluctuations of people's appearance that many of these monks are Mahayana.
At this moment, how could everyone in Danhuang Pavilion not know that the seven true demon monks came to Danhuang Pavilion with no intention of challenging any alchemy competition.
Their Dan Dao competition, and later the Tianxiang Qingdan auction, were all to build momentum, gathering all the monks in the Danhuang Pavilion, and then spreading the poisonous incense to capture everyone present.
Faced with the presence of nearly twenty monks who showed the aura of Mahayana, the faces of the Mahayana beings from the various halls on the stone platform and the major superpowers were already extremely ugly.
Everyone's faces were full of anger, their eyes were staring with the corners of their eyes bursting out, and their hearts were filled with overwhelming murderous intent.
However, everyone was powerless. Even though the energy of the sea of consciousness in the body could circulate, it could no longer operate at full power in the body. Even if they used all their strength and combined the power of dozens of people, it was difficult to say that they could withstand the attack of a Mahayana in full power.
They could clearly see that in the battles in the distance, several of them were famous ruthless beings in the real ghost world, people with great reputations and powerful strength.
But he was still outmatched. The opponent was suppressed after just a few blows, and his body was damaged.
"Are you really going to start a great vendetta between the two worlds?"
Han Xufeng from Ksitigarbha Hall turned around, looked at Hegu Saint, and said with cold eyes.
As Han Xufeng stood up, a dozen Mahayana men immediately stood beside him, all looking at Hegu and Xingbu coldly, as if they were ready for a desperate fight.
As a Mahayana that has existed for at least hundreds of thousands of years, everyone may not have hidden methods. Even if they cannot use magic power, they must have the means to fight with the opponent, and they will not give up.
"Hahaha... You are overthinking. This time I am here. I don't want to be an enemy of you. I just want to chat with fellow Taoists for a few years. As long as you cooperate with us and obey our instructions
If you do your best, nothing will happen. Even the treasures on your body, we will not take any of them. Of course, if you think that taking Tianxiang Huaqing Pill and other toxin-resolving elixirs can get out of here, you can take them. We dare to do so.
If you show up to take action, you must have made all kinds of preparations. Not to mention you all, even if the two Tenth Hall Masters come in person, you will not be able to leave Beisong Island alive today."
Saint Hegu looked at everyone, suddenly laughed, and said something like this.
Gu Yichen's face was gloomy and his mind was flashing with thoughts. He did not doubt that the Tianxiang Huaqing Pill could restrain the toxins from the Poria coix and Xihuacao, but even if they all took the pill, they would still have time to refine it.
Not to mention being stopped by the opponent in time, even if he regained his full strength, how could he escape with the cooperation of more than 20 Mahayana opponents.
Gu Yichen, Fairy Luo Ning and Fairy Hua Qing looked at each other, their eyes showing difficulty in making a decision.
"You just want to imprison us for a few years without harming our lives or robbing our property? Why is this?" Someone asked and asked.
"Why? You don't need to know about this. You just need to know that if you disobey and plan to fight to the death, you will be ruthlessly suppressed, and maybe even killed. If you don't believe it, you can try it. I don't mind killing.
Some fellow Taoists show their authority."
Saint Hegu's face was cold, his eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity, and his tone became no longer polite.
There are tens of thousands of monks in Danhuang City, and most of them are people of Xuan level or above. So many monks are actually intimidated by more than thirty monks. Such a situation really makes the Mahayana who have always been aloof feel angry.
However, looking at the people around him, even those who have always been cruel and cruel, all feel powerless at this time.
Without the support of magic power, everyone believed that they might not be able to defeat even a Xuan-level monk at this moment.
"Others can be unharmed, but this junior must be handed over to me. I don't want the things on him, but I only want his life." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and a man wrapped in black jumped up.
He came out and forced himself towards Qin Fengming who was stopped in a corner.
Qin Fengming stood on the stone platform and watched the man in black approaching, his face solemn and his brows furrowed. Although there was fear on his face, his heart was still calm.
At this time, Uncle Xia, Huaizhe, and everyone else, including Gu Yichen, Fairy Xiahou Yuelu, and others had extremely ugly expressions on their faces. Everyone looked tense, but no one said a word.
They wanted to speak out, but they were powerless at the moment. Unable to control the Danhuang City's restriction formation, Uncle Xia and the others lost the ability to compete with the other party.
Everyone knew in their hearts that Qin Fengming might be in trouble this time. The four Mahayana men on Yunli Island wanted to capture and kill Qin Fengming. Qin Fengming must have offended many enemies in the real ghost world.
Although this monk in black clothes exists in the real ghost world, he is definitely not one of the four original Ice Sting Ancestors.
No one could tell who this person was because the strange black clothes obscured his presence.
"No matter who you are, if you dare to kill Qin Danjun, I, Bitao Palace, will pay a huge price to ask the master of cause and effect to calculate, find out your specific identity, and kill you completely."
The female cultivator spoke with a cold voice and suddenly uttered a threatening word.
Qin Fengming turned around to look, and it was Fairy Hua Qing from Bitao Palace who was speaking. Although Fairy Hua Qing's magic power was imprisoned in her body at this time, her expression was cold and there was no trace of fear.
"Fairy Hua Qing, are you threatening me? Do you believe that I will kill you right now?" The monk in black looked at the female cultivator and snorted hoarsely.
After he finished speaking, he didn't stop at all and still walked towards Qin Fengming. He had the intention of stepping forward and tearing Qin Fengming into pieces.
"Hey, this is not possible. Qin Danjun cannot be handed over to fellow Taoists. Qin Danjun's alchemy attainments are of great use to us, and we cannot let fellow Taoists kill him." However, the silhouette of the figure flashed, and the Holy Lord Xingbu intercepted him.
In front of a black-clothed monk, he said firmly.
"I've said before that this time I won't get any benefits, just take this son's head. Do you really want to stop me?" Slim body in black looked at the Xingbu Saint with cold eyes, without giving in at all.
The aura emanating from his body was like a surging black mist, like a cold pool gushing and an icy abyss churning with waves.
"Don't we give you any benefits? None of those heaven-defying things exist in the Three Realms. No wonder you agreed readily at the beginning. It turns out that you have a grudge against Qin Danjun. But no matter what kind of grudge there is, it is impossible for you to destroy it now.
Kill. Because Qin Danjun is of great use to us. If you dare to take action, Xing guarantees that you will die miserably, including your sect family."
The Holy Lord of Xingbu stood as motionless as a statue, and the same coldness appeared in his mouth.
Everyone's expressions changed. This man in black turned out to have a great background in the real ghost world and was a being with sect power. From what I heard, that power was not just a Mahayana.
It's just that at this moment, the man in black has changed his height, his tone and voice, and even his eyes no longer show their original appearance, making it impossible to tell where he came from.
"Hahaha... You turned out to be Jin Guan of Cui Yuezong. No wonder you were able to paralyze the Danhuang Pavilion's defense formation. It turned out you were the one who took action."
Suddenly, Qin Fengming laughed and pointed out the identity of the monk in black in front of him.
"What? Jin Guan from Cui Yuezong! Is this him?" Everyone's eyes widened and they focused on the monk in black.
"It's ridiculous, how could I be Jin Guan?" The black-clothed monk's eyes were firm and did not change at all.
"If it's not you, then it's him." Qin Fengming turned around and immediately looked at another monk wrapped in black.