Five hundred and seventieth chapters three thousand monks
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With the help of interested people, coupled with the temptation of treasures, and the urging of curiosity and greed, nearly three thousand monks made an appointment to go to Tianzhu Mountain in just six or seven days.
The three thousand monks are basically casual cultivators. Of course, there are also many spies like the 'Five Poison True Lord' among them.
So many casual cultivators who are accustomed to being free and unorganized gathered here, it can be said that the place is full of smell.
Look at the demons, monsters, bull heads and horse faces below, and the smoky atmosphere.
Snake Pan Po frowned.
"Can these guys really help us kill True Lord Beiming Xu Xuandu?"
"Hey, of course we can't rely on them alone. But it's enough to build up momentum for us and explore the way. If we want to kill Xu Xuandu, we still have to rely on us." Jinchan Tongzi said.
"Have you made wedding clothes for people from the Seven Kill Demon Sect and the Yin Ming Sect?" the Blood Sword Scholar said in a message.
"Brother Jian, don't worry. Let's blend in with these bastards, let them rush to the front, and bring in those guys who are hiding behind. We will only wait for the critical moment before we take action."
The golden toad boy laughed sinisterly.
The three of them exchanged glances, showing recognition in each other's eyes.
Having made up their minds not to come forward, they looked at Taoist Chihuo, Yin Mingjun and others standing in the crowd.
Although these guys are not fools, they have hot tempers and have lost their patience after waiting for many days. They advocated gathering everyone's strength to attack Tianzhu Mountain.
At this moment, he was standing in the center of all the casual cultivators, stirring up momentum.
The Chihuo Taoist's beard was erected, and the sound was like thunder.
"Fellow Taoists, you should know that the old demon of the Black Mountain in the Yinming Dharma Realm is my predecessor in the evil way. He has done a lot of favors to me and other evil demons in casual cultivation. I have been taught by him many times. Although I have not worshiped him as a disciple, I still have
Respected teacher. Now, Teacher Heishan has been plotted to death by the abominable Lord Beiming."
"... He also exchanged the treasures accumulated over the years for the blood of the ancient true spirit, the Ten Thousand Years Five Thunder Stone, and the Seven Aperture Spiritual Stone..."
With every word that came out, the greed in everyone's eyes became stronger.
When the words 'Qiqiao Lingshi' came out of his mouth, he was suddenly interrupted by shouts of killing.
"Kill him and avenge Teacher Heishan..."
"Revenge for Teacher Heishan."......
Taoist Chihuo looked at the excited faces in front of him, and the effect of his encouragement was surprisingly good.
But he always felt something was wrong.
But the arrow was on the string and it had to be fired.
"Yes, we want to avenge Teacher Heishan, kill Xu Xuandu, take back Teacher Heishan's treasure, everyone will respect him as our ancestor, and dominate the spiritual world."
"Dominating the spiritual world."
"Honor me as your ancestor."
"Seize the treasure, seize the treasure, I want the Seven Apertures Spiritual Stone."...
The excited shouts were chaotic, but gradually gained a strange feeling of madness.
"Let's go."
Taking advantage of everyone's high interest, Taoist Chihuo shouted loudly and took the lead, leading the cultivators to fly towards Tianzhu Mountain.
Three thousand monks followed.
For a time, the ghost energy soared into the sky, the demon clouds were densely covered, and the evil spirit was exhausted.
What an amazing weather.
Even the thick and sticky white mist could not help but be blown away hundreds of feet by the breath of the three thousand monks.
But soon the mist rolled in with a boiling force and soon submerged the three thousand monks.
The noisy atmosphere became weaker and weaker and gradually disappeared.
The tranquility of the past has once again been restored outside Tianzhu Mountain.
If it weren't for the residual demonic and ghostly aura being so strong, it would almost make one wonder if there really were so many evil cultivators gathering here before?
At this moment, the evil demon sect who was still outside, as well as some monks who did not go in out of caution, used their own methods to watch.
At this moment, the ghosts and demons that Chihuo Taoist and others entered were shrouded in mist again, and they could only see clearly a foot away from them.
"Everyone uses magic weapons to break this mist intrusion."
Chihuo Taoist activated his magic power and shouted loudly.
However, the mist was very strange. His voice was strongly suppressed as soon as he spoke it, and by the time he was three feet away, it had completely disappeared.
"What a weird mist."
Chihuo Taoist was secretly shocked.
As soon as he patted the magic bag, a red spiritual light fell into his palm.
In the blink of an eye, it turned into a large red lantern.
"go."
The lantern flew into the air and instantly became thirty or forty feet tall, as if a small mountain was suspended in the air.
The Chihuo Taoist pinches the magic formula with his hands, and the roots of his hard short beard pierce the sky.
Looking at the mist in front of him that was thicker than gel, he clasped his hands together fiercely.
"Look at my red flame divine fire."
call!
The raging fire pours out from the lantern like a river bursting its banks.
For a moment, the surrounding temperature increased rapidly, as if falling into a furnace.
But what makes the Taoist Chihuo unbelievable is that his red flame divine fire that burned the sky and boiled the sea only burned a space of only 50 to 60 feet in the surrounding area.
Looking further outward, the thick white mist shows no sign of fading.
However, as he started to move, the demons and monsters around him who were panicked by the white mist began to activate their Taoist methods.
For a moment, flames soared into the sky, water waves rolled, ghosts howled, bones grew thickly, and all kinds of magic weapons shined.
Although most of the three thousand monks are just golden elixirs, there are also nearly a hundred soul-level beings.
The momentum of simultaneous attacks is truly astonishing.
The surrounding white fog was turned upside down by these magic weapons.
If Xu Rui's Xiantian Lingyun had not become a low-grade Zifu treasure, and there were dozens of beings such as Mirage, Tianlang, Qingluo, etc. who had reached the middle stage of Yuanshen, they would have been almost unable to suppress these guys.
Xu Rui was in mid-air, watching the situation below.
His brows furrowed.
The mind stirs up the five ghosts.
"The Horn of the Bull Demon."
The innate fire ghost who was in charge of the bull demon's horn used the five-element immortal sword formation to gather the tyrannical inspiration and tilted straight towards the bull demon's horn.
The seemingly ordinary horns suddenly bloomed with infinite spiritual light, but in just a moment they became two hundred feet tall.
Woohoo...!
The desolate and vast horn sound pours out from the mountain-like green horns.
The sound was like thunder, piercing the sky.
The horn enters the ear.
The scenery before everyone's eyes changed drastically.
A vast and desolate land appeared in front of us.
One green and one red, two phalanxes that seemed to consist of billions of soldiers faced each other.
Endless evil spirits floated in the air.
The strong murderous intention invaded everyone's mind arrogantly, dazzling their minds and turning them into members of the billions of soldiers.
Woohoo...!
The desolate horn sounds are getting louder and louder.
A ghost cultivator in the early stage of the golden elixir, his expression became more and more solemn, the murderous intent in his eyes became stronger and stronger, and a blue spiritual pattern quickly formed on his forehead.
Where there is one there are two.
Especially these golden elixir cultivators, who have absolutely no power to resist in front of the low-grade Zifu treasure.
In less than half an hour, all the golden elixir monks were branded with divine patterns.
Become a Taoist soldier with the horn of the bull demon.
But Yuanshen monks are in more trouble.
Their strength is much stronger than Jin Dan.
Especially those beings who have reached the late stage of Yuan Shen's strength gradually break free from the illusion created by the horn of the bull demon.
Xu Rui saw it and didn't find it strange.
Although the Bull Demon Horn is a valuable treasure, it is not that strong after its power is dispersed.
But he was already prepared for this.
With his mind hooked, the innate water ghost suddenly threw it.
The Thirty-Six Tiangang Soul-Restraining Locks shined brightly, and with a crash, the black jade locks suddenly split into more than a dozen pieces and flew straight towards those late-stage souls.
They have not yet completely escaped from the illusion. Although they have body protection magic weapons and spiritual talismans, they are not enough in front of the soul-binding locks that have become important treasures.
He was passed through in an instant and his soul was captured.
boom!
The sudden roar attracted Xu Rui's attention.
A surging bloody sword energy, like the Yangtze River, powerfully broke through the flying soul lock, and then the sword light turned around and rushed outside.
"The sword energy is quite good, but it's a pity that you fell into my trap. How can I allow you to escape?"
In Xu Rui's open palm, the aura of the Erlong Bell surged.
Boom!
The vast bells filled the air, as if a huge wave swept across the entire Tianzhu Mountain.
The power of the middle-grade Zifu treasure is completely incomparable to that of low-grade treasures.
this moment.
Whether it was the horn horns, the bloody sword light, or even those who were still struggling and harboring evil intentions, they all seemed to have frozen.
Even time and space have lost their meaning.
Wow.
The sound of the soul lock broke the peace and successfully detained everyone's souls.
Reach out and make a move.
A sword light flew over.
After falling into the palm, a magic sword three feet and three inches long appeared, shrouded in rich blood light.
"No wonder the power is so extraordinary. It turns out to be a low-grade Zifu treasure."
"Blood Divine Sword? It sounds very loud. It's a pity that it's not a magic sword with five elements attributes."
After playing with it briefly, I put it in my pocket.
If you don't use this thing yourself, you will most likely sell it. But you will definitely not be able to sell it in the Liaozhai Spirit World.
Reach out and make a move.
All the magic bags of three thousand monks flew towards his hand.
Although casual cultivators are all paupers, high-level casual cultivators still have some money in their pockets.
And the total of three thousand people is not a small number.
Xu Rui waved his hand, and a space channel appeared in mid-air, and all the magic bags flew into it.
He doesn't have time to check them one by one now, but I have time.
The bull demon's horn was activated, and the three thousand monks quickly formed a neat military formation.
In the next battle of tactics, they will become a trump card in their hands.
Looking at the clouds that gradually calmed down, Xu Rui looked outside Tianzhu Mountain.
These casual cultivators are just the appetizer, and those sects of the evil and demon realms will be the real test.
"As long as there are no loose immortals, this will be your burial ground."
Xu Rui thought.
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A huge bronze mirror hangs high above the Yuqing Hall of the Kunlun Sect.
What's inside is Qianli Tianzhu Mountain.
However, Tianzhu Mountain at this moment has been completely covered by white mist, and from a distance it looks like a solid white rock.
"Senior Brother, what is the significance of this treasure? It can't even be seen through our Kunlun's 'Taixu Mirror'?" Xuan Yun frowned.
Although Kunlun has made up his mind not to interfere in the affairs of Tianzhu Mountain, he still needs to pay attention when it is due.
Master Xuanyuan glanced at the unchanging picture in the Taixu Mirror and shook his head slightly.
"I don't know whether this treasure is real or not, but I think it is a low-grade Zifu treasure similar to the Taixu Mirror."
"Another Zifu treasure. Where did Xu Xuandu come from? How come he has so many treasures on his body?"
Master Xuanjing, wearing a purple robe and holding Yu Ruyi in his arms, asked.
Hearing these words, the dozen or so Yuanshen monks of the Xuan generation all around looked at Master Xuanyuan.
"I disappoint all the junior brothers. Although I personally went to Tianzhu Mountain and met Xu Xuandu, due to my integrity, I was unable to find out his details. However, is there something weird about this person?"
"Weird? Could you please explain it clearly, Senior Brother?" Master Xuanjing asked doubtfully.
"I can't tell, but this Xu Xuandu is not as simple as a mid-stage Yuanshen monk."
Xuan Yun frowned and recalled how he met Xu Xuandu.
No matter how he recalled it, it was difficult to find anything unexpected.
Of course he knew that his cultivation was far behind that of his senior brother, but he really didn't understand why his senior brother valued this person so much.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Although they were confused, they knew that the head senior brother would never make mistakes, so they did not ask any more questions.
They looked at the Taixu Mirror in tacit understanding.
One day, two days, and in a blink of an eye it’s January again.
The billowing clouds seemed to be the same as before, without any change.
The three thousand monks who entered it seemed to have completely disappeared, and there was no movement from the moment they entered it until now.
There was no sound of fighting, no noise, and no one could be seen coming out.
The clouds covering Tianzhu Mountain are like a huge abyss, ready to swallow the lives of those who offend at any time.
"Your Majesty, it seems that the casual cultivators who went in are in serious danger."
The speaker was an old man with a hunchback and white hair and beard.
Next to him, the eyes of a noble middle-aged man wearing a blue robe and a crown dimmed.
Nod slightly.
"It seems that Xu Xuandu is really a 'famous official' and has a lot of brushes."
The old man nodded slightly and said, "I just don't know what the Seven Kills Demon Sect, Yin Ming Sect, and Shura Dao will do next? Will they join forces to attack, or will they each attack each other?"
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "How does Prime Minister Gui think they will choose?"
"Join forces."
The hunchbacked old man pondered for a moment and then spoke firmly.
"Oh? So sure?"
"Although Tu Zhui has a rough appearance, he is a careful guy; Ning Wuyan is even more proficient in calculations. The Seven Kills Demon Sect and the Yin Ming Sect are ten thousand years old sects, one demon and one evil, with amazing strength. If
The two of them decided to join forces, and the other factions will not refuse."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly and narrowed his eyes.
"Tu Zhui, Ning Wuyan, the vast land of China is really full of talents."
"Your Majesty, although these two people are good, they are still far behind compared to my Dragon Palace, which has many talented people."
The middle-aged man nodded slightly.
Look towards the northwest.
The Dragon Palace recruits the sea monsters from all over the world and is very powerful, but compared to Kunlun, which established the Pope when this world was opened, it is a notch behind in terms of background and other aspects.
The Prime Minister Turtle is always at his side, so he naturally understands the Lord's thoughts.
However, Kunlun was indeed extraordinary, and even he did not dare to comment lightly.
Just when they were lost in their own thoughts, a spiritual light flew quickly, and a big man wearing armor and holding a golden gun appeared on the ground.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the Seven Kill Demon Sect and Yin Ming Sect have sent messengers to invite Your Majesty to attend a banquet at Longqing Temple in the outskirts of Qingtian County, three hundred miles away, to discuss important matters."
Today I sent my mother-in-law back to her hometown all the way, which took too much time, so there is only one update.