President Baigu and his wife were recovering from their injuries on the spot. Mrs. Yu's injuries were more serious, and her body was almost cut off at the waist. Fortunately, it was not fatal to the Ghost Dao Nascent Soul.
Old monster Jin Kun stood with his hands behind his hands and asked about the details of the battle just now.
To be precise, understand the fighting skills of the new threat "Evergreen True Lord".
Soon, the second middle-stage Nascent Soul arrived. True Lord Ming Shui lingered in the dark water. His figure was so beautiful and hazy, with long black hair hanging down his waist, and a pair of bright eyes, like the autumn water in a cold pond.
In less than half an hour, three other early Nascent Souls, Lord Bawu, Lord Lingxue, and Demon Sword Nangong Xiu arrived together.
Bawu Zhenjun has a majestic figure, tough features, purple-black pupils, and his whole body is covered with thick and simple magic armor. He walks like a dragon and steps like a tiger, and has a domineering momentum, just like a demon king.
True Lord Lingxue is a beautiful fairy in white white clothes, with silk ribbons fluttering all over her body, snowflakes flying, and elegant. She is beautiful, but her eyes are as cold as a blade, which makes people feel chilled.
The white-haired young man standing at the end was dressed in ordinary cloth, carrying an ancient sword at his waist, and was of medium build. He was the magic sword Nangong Xiu. This man's dark eyes were unruffled, his palms were always holding the handle of the sword, and his aura was simple and restrained.
"Everyone is here."
Old Monster Jin Kun nodded slightly at Nangong Xiu, the "Heir of the Heavenly Sword".
Although Nangong Xiu is called the Demon Sword, his inheritance comes from the previous dominant force in the Southern Territory, which was later betrayed and overthrown by Tianjian Pavilion.
"Judging from the details of the fighting just now, True Lord Evergreen is in line with the intelligence information, and his strength far exceeds that of ordinary Yuanying in the early stage. Its advantage is that there are many people and it can fight in position, which is enough to compete with the Yuanying in the middle stage."
"However, the disadvantage of this son is that the attack threat is not as good as the mid-Nascent Soul stage."
Jin Kun’s comments and analysis were basically recognized by everyone.
If True Lord Evergreen's offensive capabilities were comparable to those in the middle stage of the First Infant Stage, Mrs. Yu's serious injury would not be as simple as that.
True Lord Lingxue frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Jing Wufeng's thief has a powerful escape technique and his attacks are weird and difficult to prevent. Now that there is an additional Xiang Dalong with strong defense, it will be even more difficult to deal with him."
"Fairy Lingxue doesn't need to be as ambitious as others. This time we have an extra Daoist from Nangong. Last time we arrived too late and didn't have time to take action."
The hoarse and magnetic voice of Lord Mingshui came.
Nangong Xiu is in the opposite situation to Xiang Dalong, his lethality is completely comparable to that of the mid-stage Nascent Soul, and he once had an undefeated record against the mid-stage Nascent Soul.
Decades ago, Nangong Xiu was entrusted by the Great Snake Mountain with a heavy reward to help True Lord Red Snake and Baota Sanren in the ancient Youdian Palace, which led to the fall of True Lord Yunlan, and even the Nascent Soul was not spared from leaving the body.
True Lord Ming Shui said again: "I originally planned to let fellow Taoist Nangong and Xiang Dalong exchange my son. Now that I think about it carefully, sending two powerful Nascent Soul early stage can contain Xiang Dalong. After all, this son's attack
The threat is not that strong."
At the Yunxia Sect Nascent Soul Ceremony, True Lord Mingshui tested Lu Changan's magic power, but the threat was far less than that of Jing Wufeng. He only relied on the help of fourth-level spiritual pets and puppets.
Jing Wufeng is her first target.
It is better to concentrate our firepower and let Nangong Xiu, who is more aggressive, deal with Lord Jing Tianzhen together.
"The idea of fellow Taoist Ming Shui is indeed correct. There is another plan. I can use my magical power to restrain True Lord Evergreen. If the time is right, you can team up with me to quickly behead the 'True Lord Evergreen' and kill him.
Spiritual pets and puppets will defeat themselves."
Old Monster Jin Kun was experienced and added.
The latter "decapitation" plan is more about timing.
It was necessary for old monster Jin Kun to take action, plus the assistance of one of Ming Shui or Nangong, and someone else to restrain Jing Wufeng a little.
"Hahaha! If the regular plan requires fellow Yuanying Daoist to contain Xiang Dalong, I would consider him to be the real one!"
Bawu Zhenjun laughed loudly and was a little interested in Changqing Zhenjun.
At the auction in Yuntian City that year, Xiang Dalong, who had not yet been promoted to Yuanying, competed with him for one of the main ingredients of the Infant Transformation Pill [Miluo Grass], which was considered a small holiday.
Unexpectedly, a young Dan-forming junior in the past would now become a big figure in the world of immortal cultivation in the Central Region, attracting the attention of giants in the middle Nascent Soul stage.
"The Overlord Martial Lord is also a physical practitioner, and he is brave in fighting skills. He is indeed the right candidate to involve Xiang Dalong."
Seeing the Bawu True Monarch moving his tassel, Old Monster Jin Kun nodded and smiled lightly.
Bawu Zhenjun's physical training has reached the fourth level. It was achieved through a large number of precious secret medicines after being promoted to Nascent Soul.
This person's magic weapon is of high quality, his fighting skills are ferocious, and he is strong in self-protection. He can be regarded as a strong player with no shortcomings in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
"Fellow Taoists, Jing Wufeng not only possesses a valuable treasure, but also has a grudge against several of the people here. He has come to the forbidden areas of the Central Region to explore many times. He refused to give up in the face of our encirclement and suppression, and even found strong reinforcements."
"I am certain: Jing Wufeng must have a great opportunity in the ancient battlefield in the Central Territory, maybe even more than the Ancient Youdian Palace!"
Lord Mingshui's hoarse voice conveyed encouragement as he expressed his speculation.
The interests of Gu Youdian alone and the related hatred are not strong. A bigger bait pie must be thrown out to get everyone to work together.
Jing Wufeng took the risk and reluctantly left the forbidden land in the Central Territory. Such behavior was inherently suspicious. In addition, he had such a good opportunity, some Nascent Souls present were inevitably jealous and agreed with this speculation.
…
one year later.
The Seven True Lords launched an encirclement and suppression campaign against the target. The two sides occasionally came into contact and fought, but no real fight occurred.
The seven true kings tracked and outflanked each other in groups. Except for the giants in the middle stage of Yuanying, the others in the early stage of Yuanying were in groups of two or three, never alone.
The only two or three times we had contact and exchanges were very brief.
Before the seven true kings formed an encirclement, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng decisively evacuated the scene.
Both sides have concerns about each other.
Lu Changan and the two were worried about being surrounded by the Seven True Lords and falling into danger.
The Seven True Lords don't want to be defeated one by one, so they reduce their numbers again and stick together tightly.
Unknowingly, both sides entered the ancient battlefield and the depths of the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons.
At this time, the environment is harsh, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is thin, and it is full of negative turbidity such as evil spirit and evil spirit.
High-level monks recover their mana slowly and have to rely on spiritual stones and elixirs.
In addition to powerful monsters, there are also some dangerous forbidden areas, and Nascent Soul Lord may perish if he breaks into them.
Therefore, the Yuanying monks from both sides acted more cautiously and tried to restrain their auras as much as possible on weekdays.
…
The Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, beside a hidden underground river, exudes filthy evil spirits.
A man in white clothes was sitting by the river, ignoring the stench of decay. His appearance was gentle and handsome, but he looked gloomy.
There are ancient copper coins, lottery tickets, turtle slices, jade and other divination objects floating around it.
At some point, the man's white clothes turned yellow, and his thick black hair was mixed with some Chinese hair.
Just from the back, it looks like he has aged twenty years.
In the world of immortality, this situation may be the sequelae of losing too much life span in a short period of time.
The strange thing is that the man's face has not aged, and his skin is still tender, which shows that the root has not been damaged.
"At the age of 399, I finally took this step!"
Lu Changan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were deep and boundless, as if pregnant with the stars and changes in the sky.
call!
He stood up slowly, shaking off the dust and dirt on his body, and his long, disheveled hair was dotted with a little gray.
The young man's face no longer looks youthful, but has a mysterious and vicissitudes of life, and a handsome and majestic demeanor.
"Perhaps, this is the price of being a fourth-level divination master!"
Lu Changan had a complicated expression and sighed, looking at the few strands of gray that appeared for the first time in his thick black hair.
In the past year, he has conducted intensive divination deductions and competed with the seven true kings to strive for the surest chance of victory.
The interference from the heavenly secrets of the Seven True Lords was so powerful that Lu Changan's longevity was consumed rapidly, and his divination skills were constantly honed, and finally the bottleneck was slowly broken.
It has been eighteen years since he was promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, and Lu Changan has lost a total of sixty or seventy years of life.
It hurts the liver and hurts the life.
In the end, the divination technique was forced to break its limits and reach a new height.
"Xiang Zhenjun has been delaying for more than half a year. Is it the most mature time to take action?"
The breeze blew across his face, and Jing Wufeng appeared beside Lu Changan, spreading his hands and speaking helplessly.
Lu Changan once admitted that the plan was 70% certain.
After all, it is not possible to completely wipe out the Seven True Lords. It only needs to kill one or two early stages and seriously injure one mid-stage Nascent Soul.
In the past year, the two actually encountered a good opportunity to take action.
At that time, Mrs. Yu of the White Bone Merchant Guild was still seriously injured and was not as recovered as she is now.
With a 70% certainty, Jing Wufeng felt that the odds of winning were already very high.
As a divination master, Lu Changan repeatedly postponed the decision, so Jing Wufeng could only endure it.
For example, during a certain operation, Lu Changan felt that there was a small chance of being lured or ambushed, so he canceled the plan directly.
"The time has come!"
"Although it is difficult to plot against the seven true kings who are united, it is enough to eliminate fatal risks in the plan."
Lu Changan smiled and started calculating with his fingers.
Mysterious boundless eyes, an invisible web that discerns the fate of heaven and earth, and countless numerology webs, connecting different causes and effects. Among them are Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng, as well as the seven true kings whose cause and effect are intertwined.
He glimpses the undulating waves of the mysterious long river, predicts the trend of the river, the divergent paths in the future, and countless secret possibilities.
In the mysterious river, the fate and cause-effect lines of the seven true kings are also projected, with a chaotic interweaving of destiny that surpasses the destiny of all creatures in the world.
Following Lu Changan's calculations, blurry scenes emerged at the end of the mysterious river, revealing many possibilities.
Lu Changan used his master-level divination skills to kill the lines in the plan that might harbor fatal risks and infinitely deflect those unfavorable destiny lines.
…
"Congratulations to Mr. Xiang Zhen! A fourth-level divination master is extremely rare anywhere in Tianheng Continent, and the number is far lower than that of the same level of immortal cultivators."
Jing Wufeng congratulated him aloud, feeling a little happy and having an indescribable taste.
It is much more difficult for him to become a fourth-level divination master than to become a fourth-level formation mage, and he is even more unpopular and rare in the world of immortality.
However, this kind of thing is not something you can envy. Divination not only takes away your talent, but also reduces your longevity and suffers the fate of destiny.
"I dare to ask Xiang Zhenjun, how much chance of winning can our plan improve now?"
Jing Wufeng asked for advice in anticipation.
Lu Changan pondered: "The seven Nascent Soul Heavenly Secrets have strong interference, especially the two mid-term giants. A certain company can only slightly increase its chances of winning and reduce risk variables."
"That's not bad."
Jing Wufeng thought to himself, at least the wait was not in vain.
Lu Changan said silently in his heart: Lu can only guarantee to eliminate his own fatal dangers.
As for Jing Wufeng, the heavenly secrets are obscure and chaotic, and there are faintly hidden secrets of a higher level of destiny. He does not dare to easily divine the existence beyond his cognition.
Due to the loss of a lot of longevity, Lu Changan's mana was slightly lower than a year ago.
However, due to the bonus of level 4 divination, the odds of winning can be slightly increased.
…
A few days later.
Lu Changan chose a time and left the hidden underground river with Jing Wufeng.
It's also a coincidence.
As soon as the two left, two groups of men from the Seven Great Lords passed by the area one after another.
First came the solo group of True Lord Jin Kun, followed by the three Nascent Souls Nangong Xiu, True Lord Bawu, and True Lord Lingxue.
Not long after the Nangong Xiu trio left, Lu Changan and Jing Wufeng followed from the side.
After reaching the fourth level of divination skills, Lu Changan's induction tracking has greatly improved, almost to the point of metaphysics.
After a year of tug-of-war, Lu Changan obtained too much media information, and the two sides were entangled in cause and effect.
"The two groups passed through the same area and then separated for a period of time."
Lu Changan closed his eyes and made calculations for a moment.
His plan was to avoid the old monster Jin Kun and choose one of the teams in the early stage of Nascent Soul to attack.
At present, it seems that the group of Nangong Xiu's three great Nascent Souls in the early stage is stronger.
"Old Monster Jin Kun went to a remote place to take care of President Bai Gu and his wife. True Monarch Ming Shui began to lean towards Nangong Xiu and his trio again."
Half a day later, Lu Changan opened his eyes, his palms suddenly clenched into fists, and he seized an opportunity.
"Are you sure you want to start today?"
"Although the timing is not perfect, the further we go, the more variables there will be."
Lu Changan's tone was calm.
At least, he was sure that this time the fatal risk was eliminated, and even if it failed, he would be able to escape unscathed.
"When will we do it?"
"Wait a moment longer. If the middle Nascent Soul cannot provide quick assistance, the three early Nascent Souls who are following the patrol may adopt a conservative strategy and not tangle with us. It will also not be conducive to dealing with Zhenjun Mingshui in the future."
Lu Changan kept a distance from Jing Wufeng, quietly tracking and avoiding surrounding monsters and sensor-type restrictions.
…
"We will cross paths with the area where True Monarch Ming Shui lives later."
Near a fragmented rift valley, Nangong Xiu and the others scanned around with their spiritual senses and used tracking techniques.
"Since Xiang Dalong came over, Jing Wufeng's style has changed drastically. In the past, he was invisible and attacked suddenly, which certainly put a lot of pressure on people. But now he acts so cautiously, and it is difficult to catch the tail."
True Monarch Lingxue's brows furrowed slightly, and her heart was tormented and waiting. She always felt that the opportunity to avenge her husband was getting further and further away.
Buzz!
At this time, the Bagua disk floating on her palm buzzed and trembled, and the pointer inside it jumped repeatedly in the southeast direction.
"Captured space fluctuations, abnormal mana is approaching."
The expressions of the three Nascent Soul Lords were solemn, and they scanned with vigilance.
In the hinterland of the ancient battlefield, the monks' spiritual consciousness was suppressed by the environment of heaven and earth.
Two auras of Nascent Soul Lord approached.
"Fairy Lingxue, Xiang knows that you are eager for revenge. But please don't be impatient. Eat your food slowly and stuttering."
Among them, the man in white clothed in a ray of green light is the True Monarch Evergreen, and he has an aura of vicissitudes of life.
On the other side, Jing Wufeng used his space escape technique, and the figure in the green silk shirt came in vaguely and flickering like a wisp of breeze.
The three true kings looked at each other with joy in their hearts.
"Fellow Taoist Mingshui will arrive soon. The three of us join forces and look after each other. It won't be difficult to persevere."
Bawu Zhenjun communicated through voice messages and laughed boldly.
True Lord Lingxue clenched his silver teeth and suggested: "Master Bawu, can you block Xiang Dalong first? Jing Wufeng's secret technique in space is weird, and my mysterious ice technique can help fellow Taoist Nangong to entangle him first."
"Forget it, I'll do my best."
Lord Bawu saw Lord Lingxue's eagerness for revenge and reluctantly agreed.
He has a strong ability to protect himself, while the attack of True Lord Evergreen is weaker than that of the mid-Nascent Soul. However, there are many people and there is no problem in dealing with True Lord Mingshui until True Lord Mingshui arrives.
The three true kings completed their communication in an instant.
Clang!
Nangong Xiu took the lead and slowly pulled out the ancient sword.
Suddenly, a shocking sword slash pierced through the clouds of demonic energy. The red-green sword rainbow was unparalleled in strength, just like a thunderbolt passing through, striking the shallow layer of the void where Jing Wufeng was.
Puff puff boom!
That sword was like an extension of the long river of heaven and earth. Its overbearing power shook the shallow layers of the void and forced Jing Wufeng out. He had no way to hide. He could only push a silver-green umbrella-shaped ripple with both hands and retreat while neutralizing the power of the heavenly sword.
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However, once Nangong Xiu's Heavenly Sword gained the upper hand, it would flow like an endless Milky Way, and its momentum would continue to accumulate.
"As expected of the descendant of Heavenly Sword! The strongest defense is offense."
When Lu Changan saw Jing Wufeng, who had been passively defensive for a while, he couldn't help but admire Nangong Xiu's strength. No wonder he was able to transcend the ranks and fight against the giants in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
"Jing Wufeng!"
True Monarch Lingxue's eyes were cold, her slender fingers were kneading fast, her white white clothes were fluttering, and the ice and snow in the sky was spinning around her, brewing terrifying mana fluctuations.
Ice soul true light!
A pillar-shaped cold light of ice crystals was like the Northern Lights passing by. The mountains and forests it passed were frozen, and everything was silent, blocking Jing Wufeng's retreat.
In the void where Jing Wufeng was, black ice condensed, and his body was pierced and shattered inch by inch.
"This girl is still haunted!"
Jing Wufeng cursed and appeared from a hundred feet away. Frost condensed on the corners of his green shirt, and strong cold air penetrated, making his blood stagnant and his body freezing.
Seeing that Jing Wufeng was a little stressed, Lu Changan prepared to deal with it.
"Eternal Lord Evergreen, I said goodbye to you at the auction that year. I regret that I didn't have a 'discussion' with you."
A voice as loud as a lion came from the front.
Lord Bawu is wearing ancient black gold armor, with his feet in the void, and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. He does not resemble the fighting skills of an immortal cultivator, but looks like an ancient god general, attacking at close range.
As he approached, Bawu Zhenjun's body and the thick magic armor expanded together, turning into a six-foot-tall demon general. The three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand stirred up three-color waves of flames, making his voice terrifying.
"Melee combat method?"
Without thinking, Lu Changan used the Wood Escape Technique, and a green light flashed, appearing in the weeds in the distance.
At the same time as they distanced themselves, the puppet army formation was set up.
Lu Changan sacrificed the [Dragon Wooden Staff], which turned into a blood-colored dragon shadow hovering, a seventy-eight-foot-long wooden pillar that reached the sky, swept across and slapped Bawu Zhenjun.
"Bah!"
There was disdain in Zhenjun Bawu's eyes, and he shook his arm covered with magic armor, and with his big magic-marked hand that was ready for fourth-level body refining, he violently picked up the three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand.
The relatively small Lord Ba Wu actually lifted the [Dragon Wood Staff] away with ease and blocked it.
The three-color wave flames on the blade were turbulent and domineering, eroding along the flying [Dragon Wooden Staff], trying to bite back the master Lu Changan.
"It would be unreasonable for you, a mere person, to want to stop a certain family."
Lu Changan opened his mouth and spat out a stream of evergreen true fire, which fell onto the [Dragon Wood Staff]. The green light from the staff's body swelled up, dispersing the three-color wave flames, and shot it back even more fiercely.
At the same time, the huge crystal light beam produced by the combined attack of the puppet army, flashing arcs, hit Zhenjun Bawu head-on.
"Younger juniors, don't be arrogant!"
Bawu Zhenjun shouted angrily, a stream of black gold light erupted from the magic armor on his body, and he wielded a three-pointed two-edged sword with both hands. As if facing a formidable enemy, he withstood the double blows of the [Dragon Wood Staff] and the puppet array.
Peng!
The six-foot-long demon-armored body shook violently, and with a groan, it used the force to flip in the air and flew backwards for a hundred feet, barely blocking the attack.