"The demons are invading, the demons are invading, everyone, run away."
Just after Feng Jueyu left Kirishima, Lingjian Island, a few miles away, suffered an unprecedented misfortune in thousands of years.
A ghost-faced demon appeared from nowhere and landed on Donggu Island at lightning speed. It destroyed Donggufang City like a storm, devoured nearly a thousand creatures on the island, and then flew straight to Shaojiafang City.
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Over Lingjian Island, there was a sudden storm, and ghost clouds filled the air. Countless ghosts flew out from the ghost-faced devil, killing people and stealing souls everywhere. The Shao family monks on the island mobilized one after another and formed a magic circle to resist with all their strength. However, the ghost-faced devil
His strength was so strong that he almost killed the Shao family in less than an hour.
The head of the Shao family led countless family monks and united all the living forces on the island to resist tenaciously and finally returned in defeat. After that, the head of the Shao family fled to the Hunjian Sect with his people. The Hunjian Sect had to immediately unite all the people on Lingjian Island after hearing the news.
The forces urgently discussed.
In the main hall of the Hunjian Sect, hundreds of local monks gathered together. Zonglie and his entourage from the Hunjian Sect sat in the hall with gloomy faces. They looked at the monks in the hall and said solemnly: "Everyone, monsters are rampant. We, Spirit Sword Island, have arrived.
It's a matter of life and death. I believe you all know how Hunjian Sect, Shaojiazhuang, and Zhongjiagu have treated you over the past thousands of years. It's an urgent matter, and Lie won't say much. If you still want to survive on Lingjian Island,
, if we don’t want other islands and valleys to look down upon us, then we will work with our sect to kill the demons and protect my spiritual sword.”
Lie and his party's impassioned words resonated with all the monks in the hall. As soon as he finished speaking, someone stood up and echoed: "Master Lie, although Lingjian Island has a mediocre reputation among overseas fairy islands, Hunjian Sect, Shao
Jiazhuang and Zhongjiagu have always taken great care of us casual cultivators. It is a matter of life and death for the Spirit Sword. Xu is willing to listen to the orders of the three sect masters."
"Li is following the orders of the three sect masters."
"And I……"
The monks in the temple are all small local forces and are not very strong. Some sects only have three or five people. However, Lingjian Island has always been stable and peaceful, and they do not want to watch their place of survival being destroyed by demons.
The owner of Shaojiazhuang, Shao You, stood up and said: "Everyone, since everyone is willing to contribute to Lingjian Island, Shao is very grateful. Although this incident originated from Shaojiafang City, we need to trace its origin.
I think nstyle_txt; it was not done by the monks on this island. Shao is determined today. After getting rid of the devil, he will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and give an explanation to the comrades who lost their lives on this island."
"That's right." Zhong Guoxian, the master of the Zhong Family Valley, continued: "No matter who dares to mess with our Lingjian Island, we will make him regret such an evil act. Please rest assured that the three of us have already destroyed this Lingjian Island."
Several island owners from the overseas fairy islands have been notified of the incident, and they have already sent people to rush over. As long as we try our best to block the devil and reduce the losses on Lingjian Island, within three days, several island owners from the overseas fairy islands will arrive.
A master will destroy this demon."
Everyone was a little worried at first, but after hearing this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Instead, they were filled with deep anger and fighting spirit.
"Then there's nothing more to say. Eliminate demons, protect the Tao, and protect my spiritual sword."
"Exterminate demons and protect the Tao, protect my spiritual sword."
Seeing this, Lie and his party knew that the time had come, and nodded and said: "Everyone, listen to me. This sect has ordered three thousand disciples of Hunjian to go to Shaojiafang City to form a dragon sword formation. Fellow Taoists, are you there?
Feel free to use whatever skills you have. As long as you can destroy that demon, you will be the hero of Lingjian Island. Lie promised everyone today that as long as anyone joins this battle and contributes, no one will be able to join the Sword Sect without me in the future.
Dare to bully you."
"good."
The hall was filled with shouts of fighting spirit. Immediately afterwards, countless monks flew out of the hall and sent messages to their close followers and clansmen on each island. For a time, Lingjian Island was turbulent.
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Hong Yuan Tiandaozhu...
Feng Jueyu, who was deaf to what was going on outside the window, only harvested a three-color treasure gourd and then got into the Tiandaozhu and never came out. The storm outside was surging and the undercurrent was surging. He would not care about it at all, and Lingjian Island
The chaos didn't interest him at all. In fact, it was easiest to pick up treasures at this time, but Killer Feng was self-aware. If he went out to pick up the treasures of dead monks at this time, he would definitely become the target of public criticism.
It's not worth it for one or two treasures.
Moreover, Kirishima and his team had a good plan, but unfortunately, God did not follow his wishes, and the sinister plan directly caused the treasures and golden bodies of several masters to be completely destroyed, and he was not even allowed to track down the Double-winged Scale Fish.
Chance of falling.
Sitting in the Tiandaozhu, Feng Jueyu was very upset. Although he heard the news about the double-winged scale fish from Master He and Gui Wu, he only knew the name of this force from the words of the two: Mo.
The mausoleum appears in the grand scheme of things only once every sixty years.
This frustrated his entire plan.
The plan to rescue the 20,000 martial arts cultivators in Zhounan has been put on hold for a long time.
After practicing in the Tiandaozhu for several days, Xuan Zhong and Huang Tianjue both returned.
Seeing Feng Jueyu feeling lost outside the Golden Sky Tower, the two of them came over to ask questions. After learning about the two-winged scale fish, the three of them fell into hard thinking.
After a long time, Xuanzhong comforted him: "Second brother, you don't have to be disappointed. Are the inherited sacred treasures of the Four Saints still there?"
Feng Jueyu sighed, turned his palm up and thought, a small miniature of the statue of the Four Saints appeared. This is the spiritual connection between the inherited divine treasure and the refining master. If the divine treasure is gone, it cannot be transformed.
The influence of divine treasure.
"Still."
Xuan Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It's good to be here. It means they didn't destroy the inherited sacred treasure. If your brothers and sisters are still alive, the power of faith fed back into the sacred treasure will continue to provide you with spiritual energy. Look at your own cultivation.
Have you made any progress in recent days?"
Feng Jueyu shook his head: "I haven't noticed the existence of the power of faith for a long time."
Xuan Zhong paused: "That's nothing. Didn't you say that this force named Mo Ling only appears in the great world every sixty years? In my opinion, they must be hiding somewhere unknown.
In the field, maybe this field is isolated from the transmission of the power of faith, or it is possible that the brothers and sisters are just unilaterally placed under house arrest, and the opponent does not allow them to practice."
Feng Jueyu glanced at Xuan Zhong helplessly and said sadly: "Brother, I know you are trying to comfort me, but I have been searching for so long and the result is like this. How can I not be worried?"
Huang Tianjue interjected: "Second brother, we understand your mood, but you can't give up hope. I think Brother Xuanzhong's analysis is reasonable. Think about it, with Mo Ling's strength, even the masters of weapon refining on overseas fairy islands
Everyone wants to join them with their heads cut into sharp points. Their strength must be the same. Such a force, if it is not for your sacred treasure of the Four Holy Icons, what is the purpose of arresting the sisters-in-law? In my opinion, they mostly want to find out from the Four Holy Icons.
Whatever happens, as long as the four holy statues are fine, my sisters-in-law should be fine."
Feng Jueyu naturally understands the truth, but if this thing happens to anyone, he can't convince himself not to worry.
However, at this point, there is no other way. Feng Jueyu can only say: "Let's take it one step at a time. According to Master He, Mo Ling will only appear in Hongtu once every sixty years, and the last time was thirty years ago."
Before, that is to say, Mo Ling will still appear in another thirty years. I plan to improve my cultivation as soon as possible during this period, and at the same time continue to inquire about any news about Mo Ling."
Xuan Zhong and Huang Tianjue nodded. At this time, Feng Jueyu changed the topic and asked: "Third brother, are you in danger during this tribulation?"
Speaking of overcoming the tribulation, Huang Tianjue showed a frightened expression: "Oh, don't mention it. If it weren't for the big brother who reminded me many times, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to come back this time. After all, I've been too eager to achieve breakthroughs recently.
Yes, the foundation is not solid enough.”
After becoming sworn brothers to Jinlan, the three of them became brothers who could be compared to real brothers. Xuan Zhong did not have too much fear when he spoke. He said: "You also know that I told you in the Liuguang Palace not to rush forward in martial arts cultivation.
You know your shortcomings this time, so why don’t you go back and practice hard.”
Huang Tianjue scratched his head in embarrassment. As his eldest brother is his father, he naturally understands that Xuan Zhong treats him well. He quickly said: "Yes, I listen to my eldest brother. I will go back now."
Feng Jueyu forced a smile when he saw this, and suddenly thought of the turmoil on Lingjian Island, and asked: "By the way, how is it outside?"
A trace of solemnity flashed across Xuanzhong's face: "The situation is not good. This time Yintu Bingjie integrated the flesh and blood essence into the spiritual treasure magic weapon, so that the magic weapon had independent spirituality and turned into a demon."
In my opinion, its strength has surpassed that of my brother. Now this demon is looking for a body that he can seize. If he is allowed to transform into a demon, no one in the overseas fairy islands will be able to control him."
"So powerful?" Feng Jueyu didn't expect that the consequences of Yintu Bingjie would be so bad.
Who is Xuan Zhong?
In the Nirvana realm, he is the number one person next to the Heavenly Dao. Even he said that the devil surpassed him, which shows that the devil's strength is extraordinary.
Xuan Zhong's face was a little solemn: "Not only is it powerful, the Silkworm Ji Ghost Face should be an extremely domineering magical weapon of the soul clan. It has reached the realm of spiritual treasures, and then integrated with the flesh and blood essence of a master of the Shattering Void Realm, it can self-refine two souls and six souls.
, in fact, he only has one soul left before he can become a cultivator like me, but this soul needs to be refined by himself from the process of seizing the body, and the magic weapon itself will eat away at the ability of the ghost.
, the more people it kills, the stronger its cultivation will be. If the overseas fairy islands don't send people over, I think the destruction of Lingjian Island is just around the corner."
"Island overseas? Brother, in your opinion, what kind of master is needed to control this devil?"
"Wonderful crossing!" A light flashed across Xuan Zhong's face, revealing an undisguised look of yearning.