Dazhong Mountain, this originally peaceful world of immortality, had just recently eliminated a group of Blood Sword Guards from Wantu Sect.
With the efforts of Alliance Leader Jiang and the major forces of the Chongshan Alliance, Dachongshan was finally able to gain some valuable time before the war.
But recently, in a city on the border of Dazhong Mountain, a large number of strangely dressed foreign monks suddenly appeared.
All of them were wearing dusty hooded robes, which looked like camouflage clothing typical of the wasteland.
But when we came to Dazhong Mountain, where there are clear waters and green mountains, this kind of dress seemed a bit abrupt.
This group of people spoke with the same accent, had the same skin color and hair color, and were obviously monks from the same place.
There were only three hundred and five hundred of them at first, but as time went by, more and more came together.
However, within about ten days, the number of people had reached an astonishing number of more than nine thousand.
A small local sect was so frightened that they packed up their belongings and left overnight.
They were afraid that these monks would attack them.
With such a large number of monks appearing, the Chongshan Alliance could not sit idly by and ignored them, and tried several times to send people to negotiate with them.
But this group of people was extremely vigilant. Every time an envoy from the Chongshan Alliance passed by, there would often be tensions. They were also unwilling to engage in any communication.
This group of people most likely came with bad intentions. This conclusion was quickly reached during the Chongshan meeting.
Then more warship monks were dispatched here. Now is a sensitive period. These guys invaded Dachhong Mountain without authorization. If they still don't cooperate, don't blame the monks of Dachhong Mountain who have simple folk customs for using violence.
That is to say, no real masters were found among them. The strongest ones were just a few Nascent Souls, and all of them were injured. They didn't look like a force that could cause big trouble.
As long as one of them becomes a god, the Chongshan League will be under fire and the truth will be everywhere.
"Brother Shi Xie, do we really want to attack Dazhong Mountain? If we do this, wouldn't we be the same as the people of Wan Tu Clan?"
"I don't want to bring the pain of war to innocent people."
At this time, a group of monks from Luanshiling commandeered the best room in the small town. All the monks above the alchemy stage were gathered around and discussing what?
The faces of most of the people present here have been branded with a special mark, which is a trick left by the Wan Tu Sect on them.
All kinds of marks can actually be placed on other parts of the body, and the people of Wan Tu Sect deliberately humiliated them and just stamped them all on their faces.
"Huh, like the people from Wan Tu Clan? We can't do it like the people from Wan Tu Clan."
"Those guys left us this kind of magic weapon. How can we use it to fight the people in Dachongshan!"
There was a young man in the crowd who was ignorant of the world and was still thinking about the moral issue of invading others. He was in agony over the blood that was about to be stained on his hands.
But a Nascent Soul cultivator next to him casually threw a yellow-level middle-grade magic weapon with many gaps and damage on the table.
They were a group of people who were sent to the cultivator. It was good that the Wantu Sect could spare their lives. Everything on their bodies had already been plundered.
To use them as cannon fodder is to give them a pile of the worst scraps.
If it weren't for the worst yellow-level low-grade magic weapons, which they didn't have much in stock, they wouldn't give them away the few broken yellow-level middle-grade magic weapons.
Now, among the more than 9,000 people, more than half of the monks only have a few talismans in their hands.
When casual cultivators saw this picture of poverty, they secretly wiped away tears.
Look at the flying boats floating in the sky outside, and the large number of Shushan sword cultivators flying overhead from time to time.
They are also injured per person, there is no elixir to treat them, and their lives are not enough to fight for others.
This group of cultivators from Stone Ridge have no magic weapon, no elixir, no logistics, no support, but the most terrifying thing is that they have no command at all.
A group of people came here like lost dogs, without even a complete formation along the way.
We just scattered on our way and then reunited in this small border town.
They didn't know how to hide, and no one told them that they needed to disguise themselves.
It is obviously impossible for such an astonishing and suffocating team to defeat Dazhong Mountain.
Wantu Sect didn't have such expectations at all. They just wanted to use this group of descendants to test Dachongshan's strength again.
"Fight, we must fight!"
"If we don't fight our relatives and friends, we will be in danger, so no matter how difficult it is, we will fight!"
The short General Liba, the monk known as Brother Stone Scorpion, was originally a relatively well-known businessman in Black Rock City. He had been buying and selling wasteland monster materials all year round, and his prices were fair, he had a wide range of friends, and his strength was not weak.
So when this group of people arrived at Dazhong Mountain and reunited in the capital, they began to vaguely lead them with him.
After asking everyone to be quiet, he expressed his opinion.
This made an inconspicuous monk standing in the corner nod with satisfaction.
Among them, there are actually people from the Wan Tu Sect who have always been watching, and the ones with the highest reputation among them have always known this.
There are people watching, and as long as they do anything inappropriate, Wantumen will massacre the remaining prisoners without hesitation.
Therefore, they could only follow the Wantu Sect's wishes and lead the monks from Stone Ridge to Dazhong Mountain.
"But in a head-on battle, we will not be opponents, so when I give the order later, everyone will use their escape skills to escape."
"Let's all dress up in groups of three, hide inside Dazhong Mountain, and then slowly destroy it!"
"As long as we achieve certain results, we will have the leverage to negotiate with the Wantu Sect and ask them to release our relatives and mentors."
When everyone heard this, they realized that although the plan was not very strict, it was still much better than having no plan at all.
Unfortunately, when they finished discussing countermeasures and went out, they found that they and others had been enveloped in a dragnet.
Around this city, four huge talisman walls were erected at some point, and they went deep underground, cutting off all their escape routes.
It's really a trap now.
"It's still...it's too late, brothers from Stone Ridge! Let's fight! Fight out!"
"Kill out!"
There were more than 9,000 of them, and their hearts were filled with despair.
One by one, they picked up the yellow-level low-level magic weapons or tattered charms in their hands, and roared towards the flying warships in the sky.
It's just that because the magic weapons are so poor, their flying speed is also so slow that it makes people speechless.
What is the difference between flying in the sky at this speed and a living target?
Instead of dying in the battle to defend their homeland, they unexpectedly died here instead. They could only hope that after their deaths, Wantumen would keep their promise and release other prisoners.
But with the behavior of demon sects like Wantu Sect, the probability of such a thing happening is really low.
Seeing this group of monks, they launched an attack. The Chongshan Alliance flying boats in the sky also lit up with spiritual lights. With just one order, these monks could be attacked and suffered heavy losses.
Uh~~
However, at this moment, a very penetrating horn sound came from a distance.
Upon hearing the familiar sound of the horn, the monks at Rock Ridge immediately stopped their movements, floating in the air and looking towards the place where the sound came from.
The senior officials of the Chongshan League in the sky saw that there was no movement for the time being, and raised their hands to stop the gunfire. This group of monks acted suspiciously, but they were also very weak and strange.
Normal people would not seek death like this. After careful consideration, they still decided to wait and see what happens.
Not long after, several black dots appeared in the distant sky. Then there were more and more black dots, and the number easily reached four to five thousand.
The fleet in the air immediately became nervous and turned its guns to be vigilant.
The group of cultivators from Stone Ridge below were staring at that side closely, with expressions of excitement and disbelief.
It wasn't until those five thousand black figures came closer that we could see clearly that these guys looked even more miserable than the group of monks below.
Their clothes were in rags and their bodies were covered in bruises. Nearly half of them were disabled, with arms and legs missing.
The whole thing is a group of refugees fleeing from famine.
These two groups of people began to recognize their relatives across the barriers set up by the Mountain Alliance, and the situation got out of hand for a time.
Then several of them jumped out of the crowd and flew high into the sky.
The clothes of these people were relatively neat. The leader bowed his hands to the fleet of Zhongshan Alliance and then played a token.
"Everyone from the Chongshan Alliance, please do not attack."
"My name is Hu Yanlong'an. We are all monks from Rock Rock Ridge. I was fortunate to have been helped by the layman Qingshan of Guimeng League before, but now I am here just to seek cooperation!"
The visitor was Huyan Longan who came from Luanshiling.
The senior officials of the Chongshan Alliance on the deck of the warship looked at each other and took a look at the flying token.
"Isn't this a token that only Alliance Leader Jiang has?"
"By the way, Alliance Leader Jiang and Elder Qingshan went out some time ago. Could it be that... they went to Stone Ridge?"
They looked at the tokens in their hands, and then looked at the thousands of refugee-like monks below, trying to understand something, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Our Leader Jiang may have done another big thing."
.....
Return to the star-catching platform space.
At this time, a brand new tattoo has appeared on Jiang Li's back.
It was an Asura lord sitting cross-legged, with kind eyes and kind eyes, holding flowers in his hands.
This calm posture of Asura looks strange. He represents the return of extreme chaos to peace.
The power gushing out from it caused Jiang Li's body to inevitably expand slightly, and the power of his body was rising rapidly like a rocket.
Lord Asura is of such high rank that even a drop of blood can give him a boost that is far unmatched by any blood pattern in the past.
Following this, an extremely high-quality blood-colored chaotic power emerged from Jiang Li's body.
From now on, it will be Jiang Li's own power of chaos.
This is no longer a rough trick like the sword cultivator's clone, but a power that truly belongs to him.
As the two energies blended in Jiang Li's body, the lotus seed of the Pure Lotus of Buddha-Demon Community suddenly trembled.
The pure lotus seeds bloomed in Jiang Li's body and grew into a pure and flawless sacred lotus.
The lotus floated under the dragon ball, and its ninety-nine petals opened, dragging the dragon ball in the middle.
Then the petals closed again, wrapping the dragon ball in the middle one by one. The petals fit closer and closer, and eventually even directly became the pattern on the dragon ball, completely integrating with it.
The original two lotus seeds were transformed by the energy accumulated by the Black Lotus Sect and Cihang Temple after countless years of hard work.
The quality of this two-in-one lotus flower is also extremely high. Now it is combined with the dragon ball, which doubles its energy demand again.
The blood-colored energy that had just been born was also sucked into the base point before Jiang Li could warm it up.
The two energies that were originally incompatible merged together gently in Jiang Li's body, as if they were two pieces of a puzzle that were meant to fit together.
It's just that compared to the endless golden aura, the amount of blood-colored energy representing chaos is much less, unable to form a true balance.
But this is also easy to solve.
Jiang Li took out a piece of Asura Blood Crystal, which was also of the highest quality.
The Doro Blood Arena is rich and powerful, the Evil Eye High Priest has a great structure, and the Fallen Blood Shura in charge and the Asura technicians here are all his people.
It was easier for Jiang Li to get good things from the Blood Arena than in the Chongshan League.
With the force of his palm, several cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the top-quality blood crystal, and drops of red to black liquid flowed out from the cracks and fell directly into Jiang Li's mouth.
If an ordinary monk did this, the result waiting for him would be death due to explosion.
But these liquids, like the best spiritual liquid, are great tonics for Jiang Li now.
[Swallow the top-quality blood crystal liquid, and the chaotic blood energy (top-quality) will fill your body and act on yourself.]
[Chaotic blood gas filling (top quality): Fifty points per second of top quality chaotic blood gas filling, duration 30 seconds] (-)
The duration of the state was also modified, and extremely high-quality blood energy poured into the base point together with the majestic spiritual energy.
In this way, a large amount of two-color top-quality energy is generated out of thin air at all times, filling the Pure Lotus Dragon Ball.
The current Jiang Li is basically a combination of humanoid spirit stone ore and blood crystal ore, and the energy produced is always the best.
And the Lingshi mine will be dug out, but Jiangli will never be exhausted.
In ancient times, if he had served as a humanoid spiritual fountain, he might have been able to resist the coming of the Age of Ending Law to a certain extent.
Jiang Li just sat cross-legged on the top of the star-catching platform, shrouded in endless starlight for three whole days.
Within the Pure Lotus Dragon Ball as the base point, energy finally began to fill up, and a layer of energy virtual shell began to slowly form on the surface of the dragon ball.
It's now!
Jiang Li's eyes suddenly opened, and a bright starry sky was reflected in his eyes.
Then, all the starlight converged and turned into a star with a purple halo.
It was the spiritual star that he formed by absorbing the starlight in this space during these three days and condensing his own spirit.
The star floated out from the sea of consciousness, slowly entered the sea of qi, and fell into the base point.
Immediately, the virtual shell was completely formed, and the Pure Lotus Dragon Ball transformed into the first initial form of Jiangli Golden Pill, Lingxu Inner Pill.