Deep in the cold valley, there is hoarfrost all over the ground. The climate here is very strange. The sun is shining brightly and the weather is warm, but it seems like a winter snow has fallen in the cold valley, and the ground is completely white.
In an ancient forest deep in Wushao Han Valley, a tree palace built of countless lifeless ancient magic vine trees is located.
The tree palace is integrated with the trees in the ancient forest. Even if you look down from the world, it is difficult to find its outline. Slender rattans are like spider webs scattered in all directions of the ancient forest. All the trees are entangled with each other and extend into the distance.
Far, far away.
There is no roof above the huge tree temple, and the sunlight penetrates into the temple through countless gaps, leaving spots of golden light.
On the top of the tree palace, on the criss-crossing vines, lurks a giant python with a gray-brown body.
The body of this giant python is as thick as a thousand-year-old tree. Its body twists and turns around the top of the hall, and its tail stretches out along one of the tree halls, bypassing the tree outside that is at least tens of thousands of years old.
The giant tree passed through a forest and placed the tip of its tail in the clearing of the forest.
The fishy smell emanating from the huge python's body is enough to make the vicious monsters for hundreds of miles around flee. Apart from trees and thorns, there is no living thing around.
In the tree hall, the giant python opened its bloody mouth and pointed its two fangs at a huge black pool below. The highly toxic saliva would drip into the black pool every once in a while, causing
The black water in the already extremely dark pool gave off an unpleasant fishy smell.
On the outskirts of the black pool, a handsome man wearing thick fox fur was squatting next to the black pool, playing with something.
He held a crystal clear jade bottle in his hand, and poured a drop of cold blue juice into the black pool. As soon as it came into contact with the poisonous saliva of the python, bursts of dark blue and black liquid would appear.
of light smoke.
Wisps of light smoke soar upward, forming black air currents above the black pool. Most of them can last for half a stick of incense before quietly dissipating.
In the middle of the black pool, stood a sturdy old man with bare chest and back. This man was tall, with a strong back and a strong body. His whole body was full of powerful muscles. His eye circles were black and blue, and he stood silently with his eyes closed.
Two afterimages will be inexplicably born in the body, separated from the main body for a period of time, and then merge again.
This cycle continues for a long time.
About an hour later, the man in fox fur stood up, carefully put the crystal clear vase into his arms, raised his head and said to the big python on the top of the hall: "It's almost done, you can retreat."
When the big python heard the sound, its huge body began to squirm, and it slowly retreated from the tree palace.
After a while, the man in fox fur walked out of the tree palace and came to the cold valley of Wushao. After a while, a strong brown-skinned young man walked over at a quick pace.
"Is this enough?"
"The master said it's okay. They are coming soon. Let's retreat first."
The brown-skinned young man had spots all over his body. He first contracted a very rare skin disease, but the spots looked extremely hard and looked like scars.
The young man said: "If you ask me, let's just stay and wait for them to come and catch them all to avoid any further trouble."
The man in fox fur glared at the young man and said, "Listen to the master and do whatever you are told."
"I always listen to my master."
"Then go, talk less and do more."
After saying this, the fox-fur man's cheeks bulged, and without opening his mouth, he let out an extremely sharp and penetrating whistle.
Outside the cold valley, a graceful young man stood in mid-air holding an ancient pagoda magical weapon in his palm, shouting at the shadowy practitioners in the woods: "The master of the courtyard has an order to hibernate here. If he is attacked by the enemy, he will
Kill them immediately."
"Shasha... Shasha..."
There was no response from outside the cold valley, but there was a rustling sound. After a full incense stick, the tranquility returned...
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Ten days later, in the woods hundreds of miles away from Wu Shaohan Valley, a group of more than a hundred people quietly entered the woods.
The leader Qing Quanzi did not fly up, but walked on foot in the ancient forest covered with thorns. As he walked, he used his powerful spiritual consciousness to sense the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of the world around him.
As they walked, Qing Quanzi waved his hand to stop the team and said: "Stop, there is a formation fluctuation two hundred miles ahead."
"It seems we have found the right place." A person followed closely, it was Wu Sheng, the old man of Dage, Liugushan Pavilion of Zhitian Pavilion.
Behind the two of them, one hundred and twenty Taoist masters from Zhitian Pavilion were scattered around.
Mo Xicheng, Mrs. Hongxing, God of Killing, Nie Renkuang, Xiao Yuehe, Xiang Potian and the other five elders followed closely behind.
Qing Quanzi turned to look at Mrs. Hongxing. The two nodded. Then Qing Quanzi pointed forward and said: "The six-level formation is nothing to worry about. It's hundreds of miles away. We have only one purpose today, to kill Mo."
The mausoleum is to eliminate harm to all people in the world."
boom!
More than a hundred people stepped forward in unison, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Qing Quanzi said: "Go ahead. There is an ambush on the other side. Find Mo Ling and I will personally take action."
"Set off!"
He quietly entered the forest and walked hundreds of miles. By the last few hundred miles, Qing Quanzi no longer planned to wait any longer.
For this group of strong men who can move at every turn, the distance of hundreds of miles is not worth mentioning. Following Qing Quanzi's order, everyone rose up from the ground, teleported, and moved quickly towards
Rush ahead.
Hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.
"Come on, come out, I mean the people from Tiange."
"Haha, the people in Zhitian Pavilion are nothing. I have long wanted to fight them with real swords and guns. Give it to me."
"Wow!"
The shouts of the sky and the earth were accompanied by waves of divine power that lit up in the woods and rushed out. Among the figures, they also used the magic power of teleportation and great teleportation. The whole forest was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water before.
Now there is a wave of anger.
Colorful brilliance of divine power soared into the sky, and strong fluctuations of divine power spread like waves. Terrifying shock waves pushed forward layer by layer. All the trees in the forest were instantly cracked by the massive and extremely violent airflow.
It turned into broken pieces that danced and flew all over the sky.
What was originally a dense forest turned into an open area in the blink of an eye with the appearance of people from both sides. The area was so large that it covered the forest for two or three hundred miles in all directions. The sky was filled with tree debris and scattered green leaves.
.
"The demons from Jianshiyuan, hand over the demon."
"Heavenly demon? The master of my courtyard is the number one person in the world. How can you insult him at will? You will die."
Two Dao Martial Realm experts met in the air. A big sword and a steel whip completed their first hard collision in the air.
The flashing silver sword burst out with strong sword intent, like clusters of silver flowers blooming. The sword energy flew overwhelmingly, attacking the opponent's face, throat, ribs, lower abdomen, and even the crotch.
There seems to be no room for mercy on the lower vital parts.
The steel whip shimmered and dazzled, and it also erupted with terrifying golden light. The steel whip became bigger and bigger, shouting at the sky and grabbing the earth, and the wind danced wildly, like a bright sun, as if it was about to burn through the earth.
The two masters refused to give in to each other, and they went back and forth to kill each other.
And this is just a game between the two hidden disciples, the real masters are coming one after another.
The three hidden powers have been silent in the world for many years. It is impossible to say exactly how many years they have existed.
The Nine Realms Mountain Lords have been fighting constantly. In recent years, they have stopped fighting due to various changes. Now they are colluding with each other in the Qianguang Ancient Forest to conspire against the ancient treasures.
The two hidden forces that had been silent for many years finally inevitably collided hundreds of years after Mo Ling was born.
Jianshiyuan was originally founded by Tianyao Mo Ling, but he was sealed by the ancestor of the Sixth Clan in Huanshan, and his strength has never been restored.
However, when Mo Ling returned to this world, Jianshi Academy fell into his hands again. Based on this alone, it was unmatched by hundreds of millions of people.
Now Qing Quanzi is determined to eliminate harm for the world, especially because Zhitian Pavilion and Jianshi Yuan are sworn enemies. When Mo Ling escaped from Huan Mountain, Qing Quanzi began to search everywhere, but unfortunately he never found it until Hong
Madam Xing replaced herself with a human puppet, took out the six rays of samsara light, and placed the five dissociation marks into the human puppet one by one. After Mo Ling collected the six rays of samsara light, they locked the location of Mo Ling.
.
Therefore, this battle may seem to come out of the blue, but in fact it has been laid out tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years ago.
All one hundred and twenty strong men from Zhitian Pavilion appeared, like a terrifying torrent rushing towards Wushao Hangu.
At the rear of the team, Qing Quanzi moved in the air, leading Madam Hongxing and others towards the tree palace in a straight line.
The tracking of the mark was something that Madam Hongxing had been preparing to complete for many years. Their purpose was only Mo Ling, and the others were not considered.
"Whoa!"
A black flying claw fell from the sky and grabbed Madam Hongxing's head. Qing Quanzi didn't even raise his head. He raised his left arm and flicked his sleeves. The flying claw in mid-air seemed to be strangled by a strong force and fell apart in an instant.
, then a finger force flew up and went straight into the forest. A strong Taoist warrior on the treetop was instantly deprived of his soul and killed directly.
The God of Death, Nie Renkuang, Xiang Potian, and Mo Xicheng followed to clear the way, and they were hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye.
The tree palace in front was simple and solemn, glowing with a thick black aura. Qing Quanzi's eyes froze, and then he disappeared on the spot.
In the hall, the black pool was rippled. At the same time as Qing Quanzi rushed into the hall, the old man standing silently opened his blood-red eyes, roared, and stood up from the pool, clenching his fists and facing towards
Chu Qing Quanzi called at the door.
Blood Hell Fire!
The old man is Gu Moji.
"Gu Moji? Why is it you?"
Qing Quanzi, who rushed into the hall, was extremely shocked. He immediately stepped aside to let Lao Quan pass, but did not fight back. He shouted with a gloomy face: "Gu Moji, you and Mo Ling are not at odds with each other, how can you help him in turn? I will only kill Mo Ling today.
, have your people withdraw."
"ah……"
When Gu Moji heard the sound, it was as if he had not heard it. The blood in his body surged, and the blood hell demon fire was red with high temperature, and wisps of black energy rose up.