The six half-step spirit emperors' pursuit of Su Xuan quietly spread in the Eastern Wasteland.
This matter cannot be concealed.
He was chased all the way, and too many people saw him.
Moreover, the coercion unleashed by the six half-step spirit emperors was enough to be felt by all creatures within a hundred miles.
As a result, Donghuang, which had been silent for a few days, was in an uproar again.
"The Righteous Way of the East Wasteland...is it no longer able to suppress the evil lord?"
Many righteous monks inevitably have such thoughts.
What is the concept of six half-step spiritual emperors?
They couldn't imagine it, but when they thought that a half-step spirit emperor could make Xuanzong wipe out the sect and wipe out the ancient clan in an instant, they felt terrified.
Six half-step spirit emperors surrounded Su Xuan, but still let him run away!
How to kill such an evil lord?
Compared to the noise at the beginning, Donghuang is much quieter now.
They are afraid!
They felt afraid under Su Xuan's evil power.
"It is said that the Lord of Guangming Qiu and others also went to intercept and kill the Tiannan monks, but unfortunately they returned without success."
"Hey, in this Tiannan, who can cure this evil lord?"
"Big news, big news, the evil lord will attack the Hill of Light!"
"Fake, right?"
"I don't know, but there are a lot of rumors outside, and it will be a month later."
"Should we go?"
"Do you dare?"
"..."
The righteous monks of the Eastern Wasteland were all talking about it, but even after hearing the news that Su Xuan was going to attack the Hill of Light, they were still not as excited as before.
Destroyed the Burial Heaven Sect, killed Ji Wuxi and other righteous monks, forced their way into the Xuanyi Dan Sect, and now the six half-step spirit emperors attacked and killed them!
Combined with Su Xuan's past experience, Donghuang Zhengdao has completely felt Su Xuan's cruelty and ruthlessness.
They want to go, but if there is a life crisis, they will naturally hesitate!
"I just want to see if the evil master dares to be so rampant after the Martial Palace is unblocked in a few years!" Someone sneered.
"Oh, we don't have to wait a few years, the Hill of Light has already gathered. And even the most powerful sword sect has not yet taken action, and the evil lord...has not yet reached the point where he can cover the sky with one hand!"
"Yes, I was lucky enough to visit the Sword Sect a few years ago. I will never forget that magnificent scene! In my opinion, both the Mountain and River Sword Sects have the hope of becoming the Heavenly Sect!"
"Hey, you still want to attack the Hill of Light? He may be able to destroy an Earth Sect, but it will only be a sneak attack! With the Donghuang Righteous Path gathering, he will only be in vain if he attacks by force!"
Many righteous monks did not dare to go to the Hill of Light, but the cynicism did not stop at all.
…
Mountain of light.
The Lord of Guangming Qiu smashed a table in one go.
"You six half-step spirit emperors can't kill an evil lord?" he shouted angrily.
A few days ago, the siege and killing of the Tiannan cultivators failed to produce any results, and they were even made disgraced. This incident made the Lord of Guangming Qiu very angry.
And as soon as they came back, they heard that Bai Hanqiu and others failed in their attack on Su Xuan, and that Lord Tianniu Huang was defeated by Su Xuan, which made Lord Guangmingqiu feel even worse.
As for hearing that Su Xuan will attack the Hill of Light in a month...
While the Lord of Guangming Qiu was angry, he was also uneasy.
On the side, Cheng Peiyi also had a sullen face, after all, it was his Lingxiao Jiuhuang Lord who died!
There are nine desolate masters in Lingxiao Jiuhuang, and there are only four Half-Step Spirit Emperors.
During this period of time, two desolate masters fell into the hands of Su Xuan, including a Half-Step Spirit Emperor. The losses were not heavy!
You must know that forces like Lingxiao Jiuhuang have extremely few people.
"Wang Wudi, is now the time to accuse us?" Bai Hanqiu and others had sullen faces, and their tempers were not much better.
"You just killed Tian Nanxiu. Are you qualified to criticize us? Or should we leave now and let your Guangming Hill live and die?" the Lord of Hunting Wilderness shouted coldly.
The Lord of Guangming Qiu paused for a moment, and his face turned livid.
In a moment of anger, he actually forgot that these were beings of the same level as him.
"Okay, this time we all underestimated the evil master." Cheng Peiyi spoke up to smooth things over: "The next thing to do is not to blame each other, but to deal with the evil master!"
"I really don't believe that a junior like him dares to attack the Hill of Light!" A hermit said angrily.
Everyone was silent and just looked at him sarcastically.
Don’t you dare?
Who has come into contact with Su Xuan can guarantee this?
The hermit cultivator paused for a moment, clearly feeling the contempt of everyone.
"Is there something wrong?" he couldn't help but ask.
"Wang Wudi, let your people put away this useless arrogance. Although the six of us made a hasty plan this time, it was easy to kill two or three half-step spirit emperors, but the evil master still escaped! If you still think that this kind of existence is a
Ignorant junior, just wait for death as soon as possible." Wu Lingye sneered.
The hermit cultivator was furious and wanted to refute. But the Lord of Guangming Qiu looked at him with a stern expression and stopped him from talking anymore.
The Lord of Guangming Hill took a deep breath, and his heart suddenly became heavy. Somehow, Guangming Hill seemed to have encountered a crisis that was rare in a thousand years.
"Jian Zong...don't you want to take action yet?" He said solemnly.
"Xiahou Sect Master will send someone over," Bai Hanqiu said.
"What on earth did he think?" Lord Guangmingqiu couldn't help but get angry again.
Jian Zong and Su Xuan are feuding!
Xiahou Longhu even defeated Su Xuan!
When he entered Nancheng, Su Xuan even threatened to join the Sword Sect!
No matter how you think about it, this is a life-or-death situation!
But until now, Jian Zong is still silent.
"We can't even guess Xiahou Longhu! If he isn't confident, he has other plans!" Wu Lingye said in a deep voice.
"A lot of people should be sent here this time." Bai Hanqiu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked at Cheng Peiyi and said: "The battle for Chang'an Sword City has reached its most intense moment."
"Indeed. I guess Xiahou Longhu is busy with things over there." Cheng Peiyi smiled, but his mind was wandering.
"There should be someone watching over there. After all, the Lingxiao Sword once belonged to the evil lord. If it were taken away by him again, his strength would definitely skyrocket again." Bai Hanqiuyi pointed out.
"Don't worry about these things. No matter whether the evil master comes this time or not, I will show my true skills in this gathering. I want to see how the evil master can conquer the hill of light!" The Lord of Hunting Wilderness!
Throwing his sleeves, he said: "I will go back to the clan and kill this evil lord this time!"
"Me too." Wu Lingye's eyes flashed and he said goodbye.
"It's time for us to get ready." Bai Hanqiu said softly.
Soon, many people left.
The Lord of Guangming Qiu had a sullen face, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Master Qiu, you don't have to worry too much." Cheng Peiyi chuckled: "This time I will also call some strong people to come and help."
"Oh? Who is Master Cheng Huang going to invite?"
"Master Qiu will know when he arrives." Cheng Peiyi's expression became calm, as if he didn't take Su Xuan into his eyes at all.
"Master Cheng Huang is busy, so I'll wait and see."
Cheng Peiyi shook his head: "I heard that the evil lord has many inherited treasures. Wu Lingye and others are working so hard, probably not only because they are afraid of the evil lord, but also because they covet the evil lord's treasures! There are probably no traces in the world.
If you can’t benefit early, neither can I.”
"This is the best. As long as I can kill the evil lord, I, the Guangming Qiu, can take nothing from me! This time... I will make sure that the evil lord never comes back!" The Lord of Guangming Qiu nodded, with a fierce look on his face.
Cheng Peiyi laughed: "Don't worry, evil has never suppressed the good since ancient times. In the distant days, evil spirits and ghosts were rampant, but my righteous path can still compete. But now that the righteous path is flourishing, there is no possibility that evil spirits can suppress the good!"
To the west of the Eastern Wasteland.
Amidst the towering mountains.
The clouds and mist are rolling in the depths, and there are various visions, like the entrance to a fairyland.
There...is the entrance to the Martial Palace.
If the Martial Palace was not closed, there would be a majestic Tianmen towering over the sky.
This day.
Xiahou Longhu suddenly appeared here.
"Master Military Envoy, Xiahou wants to see you for something." He bowed deeply.
"Buzz."
The clouds and mist are rolling.
An old man appeared from the clouds.
He was wearing a black robe with the word "武" engraved on his chest!
Martial Envoy of the Martial Palace!
This is the monk from the Martial Palace guarding the Eastern Wasteland!
The old military envoy looked calm and indifferent, and said coldly: "Xiahou, I haven't held you accountable for the failure of Wushuang Holy Road, so what else do you have to do?"
Xiahou Longhu bent lower and lower, and said: "If it were not an emergency, Xiahou would not bother the military envoy."
"What's the matter?" the military envoy said coldly.
"I, Jian Beichen, the traitor of the Sword Sect back then, have now transformed into evil spirits and are causing trouble for the Eastern Wasteland!" Xiahou Longhu said.
"Jian Beichen?" The military envoy raised his eyebrows: "I have an impression that he seems to have cultivated the body of the holy sword. Is he still alive?"
When he heard the words 'Holy Sword Body', the corners of Xiahou Longhu's mouth twitched and he nodded: "Yes."
The military envoy was silent for a while.
What happened back then seemed to be very involved, and he had only a partial understanding of it. He only knew that Jian Beichen's existence had alarmed many of the older generation experts in the Martial Palace.
After a long while, the military envoy just nodded: "I understand this matter."
"How do you think the evil master should be dealt with, Lord Military Envoy?"
"If you can kill, then you are not worthy of my martial arts palace's attention. Just kill them!" The military envoy sneered.
Xiahou Longhu's eyes flashed and he asked cautiously: "I wonder when the Martial Palace will be unblocked?"
"Hmm? This is something you can ask about?" The military envoy's eyes were sharp.
Xiahou Longhu immediately bowed deeply and said, "Xiahou knows his mistake."
"I won't do it next time." The military envoy snorted coldly, then waved his hand: "Step back."
"yes!"
Xiahou Longhu walked away, but the envoy frowned.
"Feixue, Qingshan, you two go and see the evil lord." The military envoy suddenly said.
Two young men appeared, their expressions vaguely arrogant, but they were extremely respectful in front of the military envoy.
"Yes, Master." The two of them bowed and bowed.
The military envoy looked at it and said calmly: "You don't need to reveal your identity here. Just confirm whether the evil master is Jian Beichen."
"Master, if the forces in the Eastern Wasteland fail to defeat the evil lord, wouldn't there be chaos in the Eastern Wasteland?" One person hesitated.
"Hmph, with my Martial Palace suppressing the Eastern Wasteland, the Demon Realm can't make waves. What does an evil lord mean? Don't talk nonsense, just go!" The military envoy snorted heavily.
"Yes!" The two of them were surprised, bowed deeply, and followed the order.
The military envoy looked at the rolling clouds and mist behind him.
"Jian Beichen." He said to himself and frowned again: "I don't know what happened back then, but it actually alarmed several Emperors of the Martial Arts..."
"The Martial Palace is closed to usher in a new era. I have been ordered to guard this place and cannot leave without authorization."
"But Jian Beichen seems to be quite important. If it is true, should I... go out and catch him?"
The military envoy thought deeply.
Very far away.
Qingshan and Feixue, two martial arts disciples, walked away into the distance very excitedly.
"This time the Martial Hall is closed, I heard that the disciples of the Martial Hall have great opportunities. But we have to follow the master's orders to guard the outside of the hall. I don't know what kind of bad luck we have suffered!" The disciple named Qingshan complained.
"A great opportunity must be accompanied by a great danger. Do you think being in it must be a good thing? You must know that we have enough cultivation resources here. The master controls the Holy Sect of the Martial Palace and uses his holy thoughts to cleanse the marrow and cut the bones of both of us. Just be content.
." Feixue snorted softly.
"Haha, let me tell you." Qingshan smiled: "Do you think Master Zhanwu Sect's strength has reached the level of a Spirit Emperor?"
"It goes without saying that with the blessing of Wumen, the master is the Emperor of Wu. Otherwise, how can the master be the only one to guard Wumen?"
The two chatted casually and walked further and further away.
But what the two of them didn't know was that at a very high altitude, Xiahou Longhu looked down indifferently.
"I have laid out the plan, and the military envoy has also entered the game! Jian Beichen, I wonder if you can turn things upside down this time and come back from the dead?" He whispered solemnly, coldly and ruthlessly, without the humility he had in front of the military envoy before.