"Then how do we get past this section?" Master Biyun himself is not afraid, but looking at the dark mountains in front of him, he doesn't know how many evil ancient corpses are hidden in them. The Immortal Emperor can still get by, but the disciples of Bichen Taoism can't.
very
It is difficult to protect.
Chen Xuan smiled slightly: "It's very simple."
With that said, he walked forward like taking a leisurely stroll.
Everyone followed closely, wary of the ghosts and ancient corpses that might come out at any time.
After walking a few miles, a pair of terrifying giant eyes suddenly lit up on a mountain on the left, sinister and blood-red, and extremely terrifying.
Chen Xuan frowned slightly and gently shook the Ghost Crying Bell. As the bell rang, the pair of giant eyes dimmed quietly, and he did not dare to come out of the mountains.
All kinds of hidden ghosts are ready to move along the way, exuding a tyrannical aura that even Biyun is deeply afraid of.
Fortunately, every time Chen Xuan shakes the Devil's Cry Bell, these ancient ghosts will shrink back. This shows how powerful the Devil's Cry Bell is in the world of the dead. The Lingtian Emperor's weapon cannot compare in this dangerous environment. That's it.
After walking for hundreds of miles, passing through many mountain tombs, a path gradually widened in front of me, and suddenly it became clear, and there were the sounds of tiny footsteps and noisy people, mixed with the sound of the rushing water of the river.
, sounds quite weird. Luo Yi looked up and saw that the star hanging in the sky was not the sun. It did not have any golden brilliance. Instead, it looked like the legendary sky dog eclipsing the sun. Under such strange sunshine,
It's eerie even during the day
, human eyes see that everything around them is green and the colors are very uncomfortable.
Soon, Chen Xuan led everyone from Bichen Taoism to the bank of a large river. There were many people standing on both sides of the river, a mixture of fish and dragons, including all kinds of people.
Many great sects, Taoist traditions, and immortal kingdoms from the Twelve Ancient Immortal Continents have come. Immortal emperors, giants, geniuses and geniuses who are famous all over the world have all appeared here one by one.
Luo Yi and Master Biyun recognized many familiar faces. When they saw some powerful figures, they couldn't help but secretly marvel. Especially Master Biyun, who had a longer lifespan and more seniority, he also recognized some people who were in seclusion.
I don’t know how many thousands of years ago, there are even old monsters crawling out of their own tailor-made coffins. These old guys are already in their twilight years.
They are very young and have very little real life left, but no one dares to underestimate them.
The major forces each occupy a piece of terrain with a tacit understanding. Some are standing on the mountainside, some are close to the river, but no one dares to fly to the river.
"Little Master, is this river the River of Eternal Life?"
Hearing Luo Yi's question, Chen Xuan smiled half-heartedly: "Yes, no, let's see what tricks the Ancient Soul Palace is planning to play first."
"The major forces seem to be waiting for something." Luo Yi noticed that many people were looking towards the upper reaches of the river. Even the Immortal Emperor, who had been famous for many years, had a solemn look on his face and remained silent.
Kong Huanyu, the first elder of Jingtian Taoism, is on the other side of the river. His face is a little gloomy, and you can see a trace of anxiety in his eyes from time to time.
There are times when the majestic Huagai Immortal Emperor's Taoist mind can be so impetuous. There is no doubt that Kong Huanyu's real lifespan is running out, and he urgently needs to board the treasure ship of the God's Tomb.
However, the rules of the Ancient Soul Palace are very strange. It does not mean that the stronger you are and the better treasures you produce, the easier it is to get a chance to board the ship.
How to board the God's Tomb Treasure Ship depends entirely on the Ancient Soul Palace's decision.
Otherwise, Kong Huanyu would definitely be able to buy a boat ticket if he simply took out the Zongzong Treasure of Jingtian Taoism.
At this moment, a large piece of strange green smoke suddenly erupted from the upper reaches of the river, drifting along the river to both banks. All the major forces retreated one after another, obviously afraid of this kind of green smoke.
Immediately after, groups of disembodied Yin soldiers walked out of the green smoke. The armors they wore and the weapons they held were very simple, with the rough and wild style of ancient times. Thousands of Yin soldiers isolated a large open space on the river bank.
, then gongs and drums were playing in the green smoke, and mysterious people wearing evil ghost masks and bright red, green or white robes walked out of the green smoke while beating gongs and drums.
Still bragging.
Upon closer inspection, it is apparent that the gongs and drums held by these mysterious men are made of human skin and are stained with blood.
Three of the mysterious men walked to the center of the open space by the river, lit a bonfire, and danced and sang around the green-red flames. They looked like crazy demons, and the songs they sang were unintelligible, just like the secret words of God.
Everyone from the Bichen Taoist Order came closer to take a look, and Xiran couldn't help but blurt out: "Weren't those three masked men who seemed to be dancing the Great God the same ones we met in Mingbao City?"
"Could this be the envoy of the Ancient Soul Palace?" The other disciples looked surprised. Next to him was a powerful force from an ancient immortal realm. Some people said scornfully: "Yunduzhou is indeed a remote place. How can the monks there be so ignorant?
?I don’t even know the ancient Nuo opera, and how could the Ancient Soul Palace appear so soon?
The scene? It’s just that the sub-hall below is carrying out rituals to worship the immortal river god Styx.”
The Twelve Ancient Immortal Continents, which are close to Zhongshen Continent, obviously look down on Yundu Continent and feel that the sects who came from Yundu Continent have little knowledge.
"Little Master, are they right?" Luo Yi asked softly.
Chen Xuan said calmly: "It seems that no matter whether they are fake immortals or ancient immortals, they are all ignorant and fearless; the Ancient Soul Palace is just pretending to be a ghost, but it has frightened all the major forces in the Twelve Ancient Immortal Continents into turning around and respects the Ancient Soul Palace as if they were gods."
As soon as these words came out, there were immediately many angry and sharp looks around Chen Xuan.