Chapter 465: Lady Jing Brahma: Junior brother, please spend more time with your senior sisters!
There is great terror between life and death.
From Qin Muling's point of view, the rapid betrayal of the female Barbarian Emperor and the entire Barbarian God Empire behind her was indeed a bit beyond his expectation. But if he thought about it carefully, it was reasonable.
In the final analysis, the spiritual community is the group that fears death the most.
Especially those who have worked hard for many generations, experienced hardships that ordinary people can't imagine, and finally reached the state where the three corpses are reunited. When they are only one step away from the true eternal life and eternal transcendence,
Suddenly faced with the fate of death, dust will return to dust, dust will return to dust, and no one will be willing to do so.
Therefore, after confirming the fact that the Female Nuns Alliance was difficult to fight against, the Barbarian Queen decisively made the choice that best suited her own interests.
"...Then tell me, what new plots have Demon Lord Taiyuan and the others been planning recently? How many tricks are there yet to be revealed? What is the identity of Mo Yuanzi... Everything we are interested in
You must tell the truth about intelligence information and do not hide it!"
Lady Jingfan said that the Barbarian Queen might be sincere, but she must take enough actions to prove herself and prove that the Barbarian God Empire has truly drawn a clear line with them.
As one of the core decision-makers of that alliance, the Female Barbarian Queen must know all their secrets, so she would take this opportunity to learn about it. Regarding measures that may pose a threat, the Female Nuns Alliance must also take measures as soon as possible to nip them in the bud.
"Okay, I'll tell you everything I know, and I can secretly inform you in the future. But Mu Ling, you have to lift the curse on me as soon as possible, as well as the important figures in our Barbarian God Empire who were tricked.
"
The female barbarian emperor said happily, now that the choice has been made, then we can no longer play both sides of the fence, and those who sit on the fence and act according to the current situation are the most unpopular.
Qin Muling nodded slightly: "Then it's settled."
Therefore, the ladies of Qingyao Immortal Master and the distraction projection of the female Barbarian Emperor talked for more than an hour, and finally reached a result that both parties were satisfied with.
The female barbarian emperor is temporarily free from the risk of death, and the top leaders of the female cultivator alliance have learned about all the trends in the Demonic Ancestral Court, and are more confident about winning this war.
"...However, if after a year and a half, all those who were tricked are dead, and only the powerful ones of your Barbarian God Empire are safe, won't they become suspicious?"
Grand Palace Master Zi Shiyun asked, even though she had such an important secret, she still didn't want the other party to be exposed prematurely.
The female Barbarian Queen said: "Don't worry about this for the time being. The vitality of our barbarian monks is generally more powerful, so it is normal for us to persist longer than others. Anyway, after three or five years, they will all be almost dead, so naturally they will not
Don’t bother me again if you have enough energy left.”
"Is that so? That's okay!"
Immortal Qingyao nodded gently, as long as there are no problems in the past few years, it will be fine. When the time comes, it will be impossible to hide it, and we will arrange appropriate countermeasures to cover it up.
Half a day later, Qin Muling and the ladies of Qingyao Immortal Master used the Divine Cauldron of the Void on the other side to attack again, broke into the enemy camp and killed them before calmly leaving. At the same time, they sent back the distraction projection of the female Barbarian Emperor without anyone noticing.
In the ensuing war, the Demonic Ancestral Court fell into an increasingly passive state. Although they had an absolute advantage in terms of military strength, they could basically only be suppressed by the Female Cultivator Alliance.
Every sneak attack carried out by Qin Muling and his senior sisters could cause losses ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions of monks to the enemy camp, while he himself was basically unscathed except for the consumption of mana.
In this way, as time goes by day by day, the losses of the Demonic Ancestral Court are getting bigger and bigger, and morale is inevitably affected. After all, just being beaten cannot threaten the current situation of even a female cultivator. It is really a blow.
People.
Qin Muling simply stopped practicing for the time being. An Xin and his senior sisters attacked frequently, calmly harvesting the lives of monks from the enemy camp. Anyway, with the female barbarian queen as an internal agent, safety was better guaranteed, and they could be given to them without any worries.
Cutting flesh and bleeding.
More than two months later, as the power of the luck curse continued to corrode and wear away, more than a dozen important figures could no longer hold on. They died one after another due to the exhaustion of luck and blessings and the collapse of the Taoist foundation.
Such a result naturally had a sufficient deterrent effect on the remaining powerful people who had been attacked. It prompted them to besiege the mountain guarding formation even more frantically, and even the secret heavy weapons in the mountain gate area were moved out.
came out.
Unfortunately, this approach was still of no avail. After more than twenty days of indiscriminate bombardment, the mountain-protecting formation was still impregnable. Demon Lord Taiyuan and the others were furious and cursed loudly.
And Qin Muling's innate magical power will not be idle. Every time a target falls, he will make up for a new target in time, and publicly declares that he will give priority to those top powers in the expeditionary legion.
As a result, it naturally triggered a large-scale panic within the enemy camp. No one knew whether the next unlucky person targeted by Qin Muling would be him. With his own sense of security reduced to the lowest point,
, many big figures have begun to think about quitting.
At this time, the ordinary monks who are relatively weak don't have to worry about anything. Anyway, for a while, this curse won't be their turn.
At the top of the coalition forces, some people began to propose truce negotiations with the Female Nuns Alliance, but this opinion failed to prevail for the time being.
After all, losing troops and generals, but not seeing the slightest benefit, is really difficult to accept for the elders who can't afford to do it early without any benefit.
And even if it is a negotiation, it must be willing to negotiate with you. If the person ignores you at all, or asks for an exorbitant price, the negotiation will definitely not be possible.
Therefore, regarding this war, some powerful people have already felt that they are riding a tiger and it is difficult to abdicate. However, whether they are willing or not, they still have to grit their teeth and continue fighting.
The female cultivator alliance, which has completely taken the initiative on the battlefield, is quite relaxed and comfortable at this time. As long as Qin Muling is here, the alliance's strength will not only not be lost, but will only become stronger. Of course, there is no rush to cease the war.
In the inner hall of the palace.
"...If this war drags on for several more decades, will it bring down all those thirty superpowers?"
With the brocade curtain hanging low and the extravagant and exquisite embroidered bed, Qin Muling said that he really hoped to see this result become a reality. As long as they collapsed, looking at the entire upper world and the Taixu starry sky, there would never be anything else.
The forces can pose a threat to the Female Nuns Alliance.
The Qingyao Immortal Lord, who was riding on him dominatingly, had blurred beautiful eyes, dazzling white skin, and silky eyes. His sweet voice trembled slightly: "It's completely possible! It's just that
Their family wealth is too strong, and it may be unrealistic to think of using it all up in just a few decades."
Qin Muling said: "That doesn't matter. A few decades is not enough. At worst, if it takes them hundreds of years, there will always be a day when they collapse."
Each of the thirty super powers is no less powerful than the previous Pure Land of Buddha and the Divine Phoenix Palace, and they have been inherited for hundreds of millions of years. They are big trees with deep roots and profound foundations. They want to bring them all down.
, it is indeed not a goal that can be achieved in the short term.
However, Qin Muling is not in a hurry. Time is on his side. Both he and the female cultivator alliance have enough patience to sweep them into the garbage heap of history little by little.
"Senior sister, how sincere do you think the female barbarian emperor's promise is?"
Qin Muling asked again, the Barbarian God Empire also belongs to the old super power. Since it has already sided with the Demonic Ancestral Court, if you want to change the camp easily, I am afraid that the female Barbarian Queen cannot have the final say alone.
Qingyao Immortal smiled and said: "Compared with her own life and path, any other interests are just external things. Now that she has made a choice, she will no longer act treacherously."
Maybe the female barbarian queen doesn't care about reputation, but she definitely cares about her own life and path. And now Qin Muling has lifted the curse of luck for her, but she can be attacked again at any time if she wants, so she can't help but have other thoughts.
"That's the truth."
Qin Muling breathed a sigh of relief, closed her eyes slightly, and began to enjoy the attentive service of her senior sisters.
"By the way, the Barbarian God Empire is the first super power to rebel. Will there be other powers in the future..."
After a while, Qin Muling opened his eyes again and asked.
Emperor Xinyu pondered slightly: "It's completely possible, but if we want us to agree, we must show enough sincerity!"
"Of course, this is necessary."
Qin Muling smiled and said, today is different from the past. If you want to bow your head and submit, you must accept the result of becoming a vassal of the Female Cultivator Alliance.
The Grand Palace Master Zi Shiyun beside him turned over lazily, gently caressing his face with her jade hands, her face flushed, and she said slightly shyly: "Um... when do you think we will have good news?
Yeah? I’ve made all the preparations I need to make, but why is there still no movement..."
Qin Muling couldn't help but be speechless. After thinking for a while, he said: "This... also depends on God's will, right? What's the use of just urging me? I've already worked hard, haven't I?"
These senior sisters who have killed the three corpses and even returned them to one body are now paying close attention to this matter. Qin Muling has been working hard for this, striving to one day become the second lucky person after Mu Yinghua, but
This matter really depends on God's will and cannot be controlled by himself.
They may not be able to count on the legendary Supreme Dao Fruit of the Hunyuan Sage for a while. Perhaps Qin Muling will have to wait until Qin Muling reaches the realm where the three corpses are unified, or even truly transcends, before he can help them in turn.
So now that their cultivation levels have been temporarily capped, they are all focused on this matter, and they want to make out with Qin Muling whenever they have free time.
The beautiful Jingfan Goddess bent down and kissed him, and said with a smile: "You are our man, if I don't urge you on this matter, who else can you urge? Anyway, we have to rely on you to spend more time with the senior sisters.
That’s it!”
"Yes, I will."
…
…
In the void outside the mountain-protecting formation, in the coalition camp.
A dark, majestic-looking palace with a blood-red brilliance is located in the center of the camp. This is an innate Hongmeng treasure of the Demonic Ancestral Court, and is known for its strong defensive capabilities within the sect.
At this time, Demon Lord Taiyuan and Mo Yuanzi were having a long conversation alone in the secret room.
On the table in front of the demon giant, there is a bone sea bowl as white as jade, which contains some kind of red liquid that is as red as blood. It constantly emits bird-like heat and condenses above the mouth of the bowl.
The ferocious faces that seemed to be there, and the cold and evil aura made him feel chilled to the bone.
"...Friend Daoist Mo, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long in this situation."
The gray-faced Taiyuan Demon Lord frowned and said, slowly picked up the sea bowl, gritted his teeth, and drank down the fishy and pungent medicinal liquid in it.
Immediately, a look of unconcealable pain flashed across his eyes, and the evil power suddenly erupted in his body, forcing him to exert all his strength to suppress it for a long time before he relaxed slightly.
Obviously, this liquid medicine is not a good thing.
Mo Yuanzi chuckled, his voice low and hoarse: "This kind of medicine comes from the depths of the chaotic void. It is refined from the remaining evil spirits after certain big worlds have been destroyed. It is a very rare holy medicine.
Things!"
"As long as you continue to take it, fellow Taoist, you can temporarily resist Qin Muling's mysterious curse, and you will not die!"
"But...the side effects are too great. Isn't there a better way?"
Demon Lord Taiyuan said with some annoyance.
This mysterious liquid can indeed partially resolve the lethality of the mysterious curse, allowing Demon Lord Taiyuan to survive. If he is lucky, he can persist for another ten or eight years. However, the toxicity contained in the liquid is harmful to his body and soul.
They all caused a lot of damage, causing him to endure unimaginable pain all the time, and he didn't know if he would have a chance to recover afterwards.
Moreover, the price of this medicinal liquid is by no means cheap, but he still needs to take it every day. Mo Yuanzi was not polite to him in this regard. The lion opened his mouth and demanded the equivalent of tens of thousands of years of fiscal revenue of the Demonic Ancestral Court.
resources, and stated that it would only be provided for three years, and after three years, you would have to pay an additional price to purchase it.
"Haha... This is indeed not available at the moment,"
Mo Yuanzi folded his hands in the sleeves of his robe and said with a smile: "Compared to those unlucky ghosts who are destined to die, fellow Taoist, you are lucky enough! As long as you persist in living, there will be hope in the future.
Isn't it?"
Due to the limited quantity, it doesn't have much of this liquid in its hands, so it can only supply it to Demon Lord Taiyuan, a few old antiques from the Demonic Ancestral Court who were recruited, and other big shots in super powers.
I can't care anymore.
If the future plans had not relied on the help of the Demonic Ancestral Court, Mo Yuanzi would have been too lazy to care about their life and death, and he would have died.
Taiyuan Demon Lord, who knew that he had boarded the pirate ship, could not offend this guy at this moment in order to prevent his death. He could only suppress his anger and asked patiently:
"However, this mountain-protecting formation has been unable to be broken. Even if we continue to use it like this, we will lose more power and not see any benefits at all. Where is the hope of breaking this situation?"
To this day, Demon Lord Taiyuan has some regrets in his heart for his reckless actions. Since he was not sure enough, he should not have broken up with the female cultivator alliance in advance. Now it is too late to regret.
It's a pity that even the great power of three corpses being unified does not have the power to reverse time and start all over again. Today's Taiyuan Demon Lord can only rely more and more on the mysterious methods of Mo Yuanzi, the innate chaotic god and demon. Even if
Knowing that this is an act of drinking poison to quench thirst.
Cunning and greedy, sinister and vicious, eating people without spitting out their bones... this is the usual behavior of people in the devil's path. However, when encountering these innate chaotic gods and demons who are not even human beings, Taiyuan Demon Lord is also inevitably manipulated by the opponent.
Mo Yuanzi was silent for a moment, feeling that the heat was almost over, so he said slowly: "Since I have been cooperating with you for a long time, of course we have to face some difficulties together. Regarding this unprecedented mountain protection formation, the final question is
The best countermeasure... is to refine it entirely!"
Taiyuan Demon Lord's face changed slightly: "How to refine it? All the methods we have used now can't do anything. What kind of innate Hongmeng treasure can restrain it?"
Mo Yuanzi sneered: "That's because you, fellow Taoist, have never seen a truly powerful weapon. Let's just talk about their sneak attacks in the past few days. The reason why they have been successful is simply because the dark gold giant cauldron is a powerful weapon with four
It’s just a heavy weapon restricted by the nineteen-level innate Hongmeng seal script, coupled with Qin Muling’s supreme luck protection, we can’t stop it or trap it at all!”
"However, several of my kin have brought heavy weapons of the same level from the depths of the Chaos Void, so their good days are coming to an end."
After saying that, it gently raised its hand to signal, and twelve ghost-like figures quietly walked out from behind the screen. They were dressed in the same way as it, and they were all wrapped up tightly in thick black robes.
No breath was leaked.
Taiyuan Demon Lord's childlike appearance was so small that with his tyrannical cultivation, he was not able to notice when these guys were hiding inside. How many secrets does Mo Yuanzi still have?
"Show fellow Taoist Taiyuan the means you have prepared!"
Mo Yuanzi ordered in a dull tone.
The twelve men in black robes nodded silently, spread their hands slightly, and showed the objects in their hands.
It was a long flag that seemed black but not black, and seemed white but not white. Mist rose from the dark and deep surface of the flag, flickering with seemingly invisible chaotic flames, and a suffocating pressure rushed towards the face.
Taiyuan Demon Lord instantly saw that this was a top-notch weapon with forty-nine levels of innate Hongmeng treasure seal restrictions, and its lethality had exceeded any treasure in the Demon Dao Ancestral Court.
The twelve long flags on site look like a set of heavy weapons. When they form a large formation and are fully activated, one can imagine how terrifying their power will be.
