The military leader had just received the report and knew that the soul fire of Yangu Xuannu was extinguished. He couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in his heart: "It's broken. If this skeleton dies, the master of the White Bone Cave will probably blame me!"
He did not expect that it was just a simple investigation, how could the master of White Bone Cave die.
After walking around in the palace for a while, the military leader had an idea in his mind.
"Someone, wake up the eight-armed statue!"
He wanted to personally meet the person who killed Xuan Nu.
No matter what, I must give an explanation to the Master of White Bone Cave.
Otherwise, even if there is a soldier guarding it, he will have to pay for it with his life.
"Buzz buzz..."
The ground shook, and a giant statue slowly woke up.
At the same time, Lu Zhong was ten miles away from the City of Ten Thousand Corpses and had just escaped from the ground. He happened to see this scene in the distance and couldn't help showing a look of surprise on his face.
But in the middle of the city of ghostly phosphorus and ghost fire, there was a giant statue of an evil ghost squatting. It had three ferocious faces and eight strong arms, each holding a sword, axe, hook, spear, and stick. It slowly stood up.
Cover the sky.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on one of the arms, and he saw a huge cyan sword.
Just one glance and I was sure in my heart.
This is the so-called Xiaolinghuan Holy Sword!
"How can I get it?" Lu Zhong thought in his mind.
The power of the Ghost Statue of Underworld is no less than that of the God Transformation Stage. Even with the use of laws to suppress it, it can even help the Underworld cultivator regain most of its strength. He is determined not to be its opponent.
"Hey, what is this?"
Lu Zhong suddenly heard the sound of thunder and drums coming from the north.
Following the sound, I saw the underworld sky there, which was suddenly dispersed by golden light.
Under the golden sunshine, an army of monks was advancing like a forest. There were war boats in the sky, military formations on the ground, and hunting flags fluttering. Judging from the flags, it turned out that the Spiritual Fantasy Sect had arrived here.
"No wonder this eight-armed evil ghost statue is still sitting in the City of Ten Thousand Corpses. Maybe... the Underworld Army had expected this scene."
Seeing this scene, Lu Zhong thought to himself.
On the other side, the military leader, who was fully clothed, looked even more gloomy.
On the one hand, he has not yet eliminated the enemy who killed Yangu Xuannv; on the other hand, the Linghuan Sect's army arrived unexpectedly earlier than expected, indicating that he was stationed in Beiliu Shanfang City, and that branch of the army was out.
Unexpectedly, it did not have the constraining effect it should have.
Accidents happen one after another, which is not a good sign!
What made Hu Xiejing frown was that he had clearly calculated everything in advance, so why were there still turmoils and variables appearing one after another.
According to previous calculations, there shouldn't be so many surprises.
Thinking of this, he took out a festival talisman, thought about it again and again, and activated it.
The Festival Talisman is the White Tiger Killing Talisman, which is made by using the secret technique of Huangquan's military art to condense the evil spirits of the five armies.
If you sacrifice it, you can summon the evil white tiger god.
Its own strength is astonishing. If it is used on the battlefield and assisted by the overwhelming evil energy, it will be even more powerful.
Originally, this was a killing move specially prepared by Hu Xie Jing to deal with the high-level monks of Linghuan Sect.
But now that there are frequent accidents, he can only use it first to find the person who killed the beautiful and beautiful Xuannv. And he himself will use the eight-armed statue to increase his strength and use the corpse ghost soldiers in the city to fight against the Linghuan Sect army.
Seeing the fierce white tiger rushing towards the outside of the city, Hu Xie Jing turned his gaze to the front of the battlefield.
The City of Ten Thousand Corpses has no room for failure.
Without this node, the battlefield in the sky will be greatly affected.
At that time, if the battle over the law fails, he will be blamed for his death.
At this time, Lu Zhong was flying towards Wangyue Mountain.
He has not forgotten this trip. What was his original purpose? He came here to get the Xuanyang treasure. Although the value of the Little Linghuan Holy Sword is not low, the risks it takes are also not small. After weighing the pros and cons,
In the end, I decided to play it by ear.
As for now, let's talk about getting the treasure.
Suddenly, Lu Zhong's figure froze.
As soon as the cuffs were lifted, seven streams of light shot out.
A fire dragon roared, and it happened to collide with the phantom of a white tiger that appeared out of thin air.
What made his pupils shrink was that after a burst of fire, the fire dragon spirit flag was knocked backwards. Later, with the help of the power of the seven flags, he could barely withstand the attack of the white tiger.
"What is this!"
Lu Zhong was slightly shocked, but his hand movements were not slow.
No matter what it is, if it blocks the road, then kill it.
On the opposite side, the white tiger roared, and dozens of human figures condensed around him.
These figures look illusory, but there is not much sinister energy. Instead, they give people a sense of murderous aura, like living weapons, roaring towards Lu Zhong.
"Ghost?" Lu Zhong frowned.
He tried to blast a palm thunder.
However, the results were meager.
Something's wrong, it's not just a charlatan!
Lu Zhong secretly thought that something was wrong. After all, if this happened, the thunder method he relied on would lose the effect of restraining the increase. Although the power of the thunder method was still astonishing, he wanted to kill the opponent like he had done with the beautiful goddess.
Suppressing it is a bit difficult to do.
A hard fight is inevitable.
Thinking of this, he took out the lightning rod and asked it to deal with those figures.
As for himself, his spiritual light shined brightly, he roared and turned into a giant dragon, activated the blue water fan, and attacked the white tiger, preparing to deal with the beast first before talking about anything else.
One tiger and one dragon start a battle.
The movement and stillness were even worse than those on another battlefield.
"What happened over there?" Ling Huanzi noticed this scene at the Linghuan Central Military Office.
The girl next to her suddenly had her eyes shining brightly, and she could clearly see the scene in the distance. Her beautiful eyes were full of surprise, and she said in amazement: "It's the White Tiger Killing Talisman. The military leader used this thing in advance, and now a monk is transforming into it."
The giant dragon is fighting with the white tiger, but it is not losing at all!"
"This..." Even though Ling Huanzi had always been calm, he was shocked after hearing this.
He had personally learned how powerful the White Tiger Killing Talisman was.
Even if the transformed god is suppressed in strength, he will never be a match for the fierce white tiger god, but now there are actually people who can fight it back and forth.
How is this not shocking?
But soon, Ling Huanzi's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he murmured: "No matter what, this is still an opportunity, maybe... relying on this person to contain it, the feint attack may not be impossible to turn into reality, and the City of Ten Thousand Corpses is not impossible either."
Once you take it, you can tear apart a corner of the Underworld Formation and bring a little change to this world."
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"Brother, you are here!" the Taoist nun looked shocked.
This is not the purpose of Linghuan Sect's attack this time.
"Junior sister, do you know what Master said about you before he passed away?" Ling Huanzi turned sideways, shook his head, and said to the Taoist nun:
"If you have more than enough to maintain the status quo, but not enough flexibility, you should be the master of the status quo. Therefore, in the troubled times when Huangquan invades, he will pass on the position of sect leader to me, not you."
When the Taoist nun was silent, the drums were beating loudly, and the Linghuan Sect army slowly pressed forward.
In the city of ten thousand corpses, the military leader Hu Xiejing saw the enemy attacking the city. He was silent for a moment, and then also waved his hand and ordered the Huangquan army to launch a counterattack.
With a roar of a ferocious tiger, the white tiger bit the giant dragon within seven inches. Then, with a fierce wind, its claws stretched out sharp hooks and fiercely gouged out the giant dragon's body.
After three or two blows, the giant dragon shattered like a mirror, and a human figure stumbled out.
This figure was naturally Lu Zhong. Seeing that all the "ghosts" had been killed, he waved his hand to summon the lightning rod, practiced magic with his sword, and fought with the white tiger again.
Up to now, the two sides still have not decided the winner.
It was a rare even match.
However, Lu Zhong already knew what was going on and thought of a way to break the situation.
The reason why the white tiger is unstoppable is because there is a big battle nearby, which continuously supplies it with evil energy, so that the power does not stop. Unless the battlefield over there ends first, no matter how much he consumes, the white tiger evil spirit will not lose its power.
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Want to break the situation...
"Qiang!"
Lu Zhong struck out with his sword and blocked the white tiger.
Immediately afterwards, the sleeve robe was folded forward in the wind, and immediately turned into a big bag, covering the entire white tiger. Almost immediately, cracks appeared in the sleeves, and the roar of the tiger could be vaguely heard.
"This beast is really powerful!"
Lu Zhong was secretly frightened, but his eyes were filled with joy.
The prepared mountain and river pictures were presented, and the whole person entered the small cave of mountains and rivers.
As soon as we entered, the sleeve robe was already torn.
The two sides fought again, and each elixir garden was lifted up, and even the spiritual soil was knocked into the air. Fortunately, all the elixirs on it were taken away, so the losses were kept to a minimum.
During the fight, Lu Zhong made a surprise discovery.
Just as he expected, without the supply of evil energy on the battlefield, White Tiger began to become weaker and weaker as he fought.
After just a hundred breaths of time, the decline was faintly showing.
However, it will take some time to resolve it.
At this moment, a gray light broke through the sky.
But it was the Kongmulberry Sacred Tree that came out, and it directly immobilized the white tiger.
"good chance!"
Lu Zhong reacted very quickly, raising his hand to strike with the Star Finger.
When he was fighting with the White Tiger before, this beast was extremely cunning and never exposed its key points, which made it difficult for him to achieve the desired effect even if he used the Star Finger.
It's different now, just touch his forehead with one finger.
Its body-protecting evil spirit shattered with the sound.
Immediately, a flaw leaked out, and Lu Zhong struck it with a sharp sword.
"Roar!" the white tiger screamed.
It waved its claws and released more than ten figures, hoping to drive Lu Zhong away.
But it was a step too late.
Lu Zhong sneered again and again, and the lightning rod in his hand was instantly filled with purple energy. Immediately, an amazing thunder and lightning burst out, first destroying the surrounding evil spirits, and then shattering the ferocious tiger's skull, cutting off most of its head.
Despite this, the evil spirit of the white tiger has not dissipated.
"My strength has been greatly reduced. Even if I still have one or two points of strength, what can I do?" Lu Zhong swung his sword and slashed, killing the white tiger at the end of its powerful crossbow, causing it to retreat repeatedly.
After another hundred breaths, an unwilling roar came out, and the white tiger finally disappeared.
"Thank you very much!"
Lu Zhong bowed his hand towards the sacred tree of Kongmulberry.
If it hadn't taken action, I'm afraid it would have taken more effort to deal with the white tiger.
When he went outside and saw the inextricable killing, it was already a white-hot battlefield in Ten Thousand Corpses City. Lu Zhong had no intention of supporting him, but continued to fly forward, rushing to the peak of Wangyue Mountain.
Soon we came to a stone wall.
No matter how much I probe, I can't find anything out of the ordinary.
It wasn't until Lu Zhong played a magic trick that a portal to the void opened.
"What a big deal, it's actually the Xumi Mustard Seed Space!"
Lu Zhong praised it in his heart, but did not move. Instead, he raised his sleeves and released an avatar, asking him to fetch the treasure. He sat cross-legged in the air, waiting for the good news.
After a while, the incarnation left and came back.
There were no accidents during the entire process.
Of course, this may have something to do with the lack of stuff.
There are three things in the Xuanyang relic that the incarnation took out.
They are a purple bead, a fist-sized golden ore, and a letter.
After picking up the purple bead, Lu Zhong inspected it and found that it was something similar to the "Preaching Bead". It contained a technique called "Taiyin Induction Chapter". The level seemed to be quite high, although it was not his.
The astrology skills you want can support your cultivation to the Mahayana stage.
Read to the end, there is a note.
"Those who have become the Yang God by this method can worship into the wall of the Taiyin Gate."
lunar?
Lu Zhong looked at these two words and fell into deep thought.
Dare to use these two words in the name, indicating that he is definitely a top force, but he has never heard of a similar force existing in this world.
Could it be...
Is it in the spirit world?
He thought it might not be impossible.
The Linghuan Realm is bigger than the Small Linghuan Realm.
It is not impossible for a force that dares to take the name "Taiyin" to be born.
"It seems that it is impossible not to go to this Linghuan world, whether it is for future cultivation or to obtain further skills." Lu Zhong thought to himself.
However, for the sake of caution, he did not plan to switch to practicing Kung Fu for the time being.
After all, this "Taiyin Induction Chapter" can only be practiced to the state of transformation into gods. Only those who worship the "Taiyin" can obtain the subsequent skills.
"It's a pity. It would be great if the Zhenling Sect's techniques also had a follow-up."
Lu Zhong shook his head, but unfortunately not.
He then looked down.
Regarding the letter, Lu Zhong couldn't help but feel disappointed after reading it. What was mentioned in it was just the general outline of the Chen family's secret cultivation techniques. Although to the Chen family, this general outline was of extraordinary value. But to him, it was different from a piece of
The straw paper is no different, at most it can be exchanged for some spiritual stones.
However, Xuanyangzi revealed the function of the golden ore in his letter.
"The Phoenix Gold Blood Stone is condensed from the true blood of Tianfeng and refined into a magic weapon, which can greatly increase its spirituality?" Seeing this, Lu Zhong knew that he had picked up a treasure this time.
Originally, he had been worrying about how to promote Xingchenjian to a spiritual treasure.
This is great. If you refine this stone, it will definitely greatly increase the spiritual power of the Star Divination. It will save you a lot of effort and bring you a few steps closer to the spiritual treasure. With a little more training in the future, you may be able to make your natal magic weapon take a step forward.
The last step is to be promoted to a natal spiritual treasure.
"It's really a pillow for sleep!" Lu Zhong said happily.
To be able to achieve these gains is not worth the hard work of his trip.
Putting things away, his eyes moved to the battlefield in the distance.
Lu Zhong was thinking in his mind whether to take action. The benefits of taking action were obvious. As long as he helped Linghuan Sect defeat Huang Quan Dao, Xiao Linghuan Holy Sword would be able to return to the Immortal Cultivator's side.
In this way, the road to the Linghuan Realm will also be opened.
However, if you take action, the risk is not small.
In a confrontation between large armies, one person's strength is insignificant. If he gets involved rashly, his fists cannot block the hidden arrows from all directions. Even if he has the ability to become a god, he will most likely perish as a result.
Just when Lu Zhong hesitated, the accident happened again.
This time, they appeared on both sides of the opposition.