Xiaohun, the leader of the Feijing Assassins, is the enemy that Jian Zhou has been looking for in Zhongzhou.
Most of the Jiu Ge gods present did not notice that Owl Soul was actually in this valley.
"Lord Donghuang, I have something to remind you. The rings worn by Xingluo members are some kind of mysterious ancient magic weapons. Although we don't know how powerful they are at the moment, these rings should be of great use to you."
Xiaohun's voice was a little hoarse and gloomy.
After hearing this, Donghuang nodded slightly: "If members of Xingluo appear on the battlefield, you can kill each other. Remember, you must take back the opponent's ring."
"There are currently three known members of Xingluo. In addition to the two masters who fought with us before, there is a high possibility that the Evil Emperor Chen Xuan, who was once the Holy Lord of the Demon Sect, has joined Xingluo."
Yun Zhongjun explained the information to everyone.
Shao Siming snorted softly: "I will decide Chen Xuan's fate, and none of you are allowed to take it away!"
"Keke, Shao Siming, can you really deal with that boy Chen Xuan by yourself?
It is said that Chen Xuan went to the Southwest Prefecture two years ago and killed a genius swordsman from Yitian Wanjian Sect."
Mengdie spoke with a hint of sarcasm.
"I don't need you to help me anyway."
As the youngest and most favored deity among the Nine Songs, Shao Siming has a habit of being playful.
"Mei'er, you must not underestimate the enemy when dealing with Chen Xuan. Although this person has not grown up yet, he is the top super genius in the world of mountains and seas, and is also one of our Jiuge's key killing targets. Do you all understand?
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Dong Huang called Shao Siming's nickname, and the hidden meaning of his words was to ask the gods to help Shao Siming when necessary to avoid any mistakes.
"Yes, Lord Donghuang!"
This is the end of this gathering of the Nine Song Gods.
Figures flew out of the valley one by one and disappeared in all directions in the sky.
Xiao He was the last one to leave the valley.
He stood on the top of a mountain and looked due north. His eyes were not focused on the actual landmarks, but looking very far away, as if they spanned a million miles.
In a certain area on the northern edge of Zhongzhou, an unknown number of miles away from Xiaohe, a young man with a strange aura was walking slowly along a certain route, seemingly searching for something nearby.
This person is none other than Lu Wuji who brought Xiao He to the realm of mountains and seas.
More than twenty years have passed, and Lu Wuji's cultivation has improved to the level of the Divine Transformation Stage, and he has not far surpassed Chen Xuan.
Obviously Lu Wuji's plan back then has not been realized yet.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see that the route Lu Wuji walked is completely consistent with a certain earth vein on the edge of Zhongzhou. This earth vein exudes a strong yin energy, and there are no one knows how many ghosts are dormant in it.
"Donghuang is indeed very courageous, but it's a pity that after thousands of years of planning, he ended up making wedding clothes for me and Ancestor Xiao."
Lu Wuji lit a will-o'-the-wisp in the thick night, and controlled the will-o'-the-wisp to penetrate deep into the earth's veins and reach the depths of a certain mountain range.
The Yin Qi here is even stronger, and from time to time there are ghosts and ghosts screaming and whispering in my ears, which frightens and confuses my mind.
But Lu Wuji was not affected by the ghosts. He took out a black bead, spun it around in the air a few times, and then swished it towards the source of the earth veins.
There, there was a strange formation exuding a strong smell of blood.
"Found it."
Lu Wuji was slightly happy and quickly walked to the formation. Just as he was about to perform some secret technique, he suddenly sensed an aura very similar to his appearing nearby.
"Who is it?"
Lu Wuji was shocked and turned around to look. In the darkness, a peerless and elegant female cultivator slowly walked out. It turned out to be Yin Hou Yin Chonghua.
"Is it you?
Why are you here?"
Lu Wuji was surprised, his eyes flashed coldly, and there was a faint hint of murderous intent.
"Shouldn't this question be asked later?"
The reason why Yin Chonghua appeared in Zhongzhou instead of staying in the Yemo Sect thousands of miles away in Beihuang was simple.
After learning that a super war was about to break out in Zhongzhou, Yin Chonghua decided to go to Zhongzhou to collect ghosts in order to practice some kind of ghost secret technique.
There must be tens of thousands of ghosts produced by this war. Not to mention Yin Chonghua, which ghost cultivator from all major states would not flock to it?
But another important reason why Yin Chonghua came to Zhongzhou was because Chu Qingqiu wanted to find Chen Xuan.
After arriving at the edge of the Central Prefecture, Yin Chonghua, who is extremely sensitive to Yin Qi, discovered that the Yin Qi in the ground veins on the edge of Zhongzhou was abnormal, so she absorbed the Yin Qi along the ground veins in the past few days and investigated the cause, just in time to prepare to do something shameful.
Lu Wuji, who was doing business, bumped into him.
"Yin Chonghua, this place is not suitable for your level. If you don't leave quickly, you will definitely be killed!"
Lu Wuji warned with a stern expression.
"Oh, really?"
Yin Chonghua's faint words contained a hint of contempt: "It seems that we are friends rather than enemies when we meet again. I would like to see what great opportunities you have obtained in these years."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Zhonghua made a casual move, and a gloomy black coffin popped out of the ground on the left side.
Seeing this black coffin, Lu Wuji's expression changed. It seemed that a fierce battle was inevitable! This time, there were many Yemo cult members who came with Yin Chonghua. Even the cult leader Yan Youli coveted the large number of ghosts in Zhongzhou and came in person.
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However, now that Yin Chonghua's status in the Yemo cult is getting higher and higher, Yan Youli allows her to break away from the cult and act independently. Although Yin Chonghua is now in the stage of becoming a god and has completed her cultivation, Yan Youli still believes that she can stand alone.
after a while.
"Huh...huh..." Lu Wuji gasped for hot air, holding his left shoulder with his right hand. There was a bloody wound on his shoulder, and black blood that was infected by the corpse poison and changed color continued to flow out of it.
Deep in the mountains, under the moonlight, Lu Wuji was half-kneeling on the ground, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead. The surrounding terrain was messy, with traces of a large number of spells and spiritual power remaining.
Yin Chonghua looked cold, arrogant and graceful as always, standing not far from Lu Wuji, with only contempt in his beautiful eyes.
"Sister Yin, you are so harsh, you don't even need my help."
Chu Qingqiu exclaimed as she was inside the beauty.
Yin Chonghua did not speak to Chu Qingqiu, but asked Lu Wuji in an indifferent voice: "What is the formation at the source of the earth veins used for? Tell me."
"Hmph, you have no right to know the secrets here! When my plan is completed, I will take revenge today!"
Lu Wuji suddenly sacrificed a cyan magic bead, and was carried away by the magic bead to escape at extremely fast speeds.
Yin Chonghua did not pursue him, and she was too lazy to pursue him.
He just walked straight to the source of the earth veins and came to the strange formation that exuded the smell of blood.
A dangerous message that pierced deep into his heart made Yin Chonghua look solemn.
"Sister Yin, what kind of formation is this?
It looks so scary.”
Chu Qingqiu's soul left his body and he looked on curiously.
Yin Chonghua did not answer, but directly inspired a stream of spiritual energy to hit the formation.
A scream as if from hell sounded from the formation, and then a monster covered in blood and holding a saw blade slowly emerged from the formation.
