Chapter five hundred and fifty fifth yellow sand ended
No one knows the origin of Xiaoshuai, but everyone knows that he has a close relationship with his master. Mu Yu even knows that Xiaoshuai also has an unusual relationship with Tianjian.
Today, it controlled four Heavenly Swords alone, freeing the Heavenly Swords from the control of Mu Yu and others, and conveyed Feng Haochen's teachings to the four brothers who had different opinions.
No one spoke anymore. They picked up their swords for different beliefs and pointed the sword tips at their fellow apprentices. That was an extremely stupid thing to do.
The Heavenly Sword was originally named for its fight against Yu Meng, but now it has become a witness to fratricide in their hands.
The four heavenly swords have spirituality, but they are unwilling to use the highest sword power of the nine swords to deal with their own people, so they choose to remove the sword power and be controlled by Xiaoshuai.
Mu Yu raised his head and looked at his senior brother. There were differences in their beliefs, but this was not enough to be a reason for them to fight each other.
"I won't hurt you." Xiang Nan said softly.
His cultivation level has long been higher than Chengyan's, and higher than everyone present, but when he fought with Chengyan, he didn't try his best. His biggest reliance was the art of earth control, but he chose the Star Gazing Sword.
Because he knew that the apprentice of his sword Ying Chenfeng was the descendant of Jiuyin of the Heavenly Sword, and the Star Gazing Sword was the most correct choice to fight against his senior brother.
Chengyan and Luo Shang were silent. Their master fell into the hands of Sanchong Gong, and they felt extremely sad. Xiang Nan and Mu Yu chose their own method to fight against Sanchong Gong, but they had to stop him.
Because the choice of Xiang Nan and Mu Yu will put the cultivation world that Master has devoted his life to protecting into danger.
"Master cares about the world. He can sacrifice himself for all mankind, but what does he gain? Is this world of cultivation really what you want to protect?" Xiang Nan continued.
Mu Yu couldn't refute, and neither did Chengyan and Luo Shang.
They hate everything the Sanchong Palace has done, but the Sanzhong Palace is a behemoth, and they are still struggling in the game set by the Sanzhong Palace, unable to escape.
If they want to truly confront Sanchong Palace, they cannot play according to the game rules set by Sanchong Palace.
Xiang Nan chose to tamper with the rules of the game and customize his own rules in an extreme way.
Mu Yu doesn't want to participate in this game, he just wants to save Father Kumu.
Chengyan and Luo Shang want to continue playing this game, and they want to protect all the cultivators who are being gamed on behalf of their master.
After a long time, Chengyan slowly said: "I will not change my original intention, I will follow the master's wishes."
Luo Shang glanced at Cheng Yan and moved his mouth twice, but did not speak.
"I want to save Father Kumu." Mu Yu's belief remains firm.
Mu Yu doesn't want to be the guardian who saves the human race. He just wants to be the son of Father Kumu and help him fill his regrets.
Going south will not change either.
The four heavenly swords scattered in the air, like breaking apart, each separated, leaving desolate sword marks in the sky, and fell into the hands of their respective masters.
Xiaoshuai also jumped on Muyu's shoulder, and he couldn't interfere with other wishes.
Chengyan looked at Mu Yu and Xiang Nan and sighed heavily. His master had fallen into the hands of Sanzhong Palace, and he didn't want his junior brother to get into trouble again.
But at the same time, he also understands that once many things happen, they can never be undone.
"Senior brother, I know you want to stop me, but if you want to stop me, your ability alone is not enough. You are not a complete person. You can only accept the existence of Yishou." Xiang Nan said slowly.
A powerful aura emerged from Xiang Nan's body, like a bright moon, pressing on everyone, making everyone feel unprecedented pressure.
Xiang Nan is the only one who does not have the Nine Heavens Demon Sealing Array in his body. He chose to merge with Hou Tu, and his cultivation has already surpassed that of his senior brothers.
"I don't want to fight with you. In a fight, you are no match for me. If you want to stop me, then first see if you have the ability to stop these people!"
With a heavy wave of hands towards the south, all the cultivators roared fervently again, and then the entire building made of yellow sand collapsed!
The endless desert once again appeared in front of everyone, and dense crowds floated in the air to watch the four brothers.
"These more than 100,000 people will return to their lives with my order, lurking among the cultivators, waiting for the moment when the time is right, and then join me in destroying the Triple Palace. I don't think you can stop these 100,000 people.
leave!"
As soon as Xiang Nan finished speaking, countless whistling sounds could be heard in the air, and more than 100,000 people all started to flash, running towards the surrounding areas in an orderly manner.
Many people went to Qingshui City because that was their resting place, but there were also many people who flew directly out of the desert, scattering like birds and beasts. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than 100,000 cultivators who were possessed by demon spirits were all
Disappeared at the end of the desert.
Among these 100,000 people, there are more than a dozen extremely talented immortals, countless disciples of the Eight Sects, and many cultivators with strong talents but low cultivation levels.
Each of them will become the next Sikong Qiwen, but Xiang Nan will not let them be so public anymore. These cultivators will hide in the world of cultivation and slowly occupy the Extreme Immortal List and control the Ultimate Immortal List in their own hands.
, the conspiracy to destroy the Triple Palace.
There will be many more dark horses like Sikong Qiwen among the eight sects, and each sect will be overjoyed, because the number of extreme immortals represents the strength of a sect. The more extreme immortals, the more they will be valued by the three palaces.
If you can become one of the top nine immortals, then the status of the entire sect in the world of cultivation will rise!
Xiangnan will make many people in the cultivation world see the hope of the sect's rise, but is this opportunity so simple?
Only those cultivators who have not yet been possessed are left in the sky. They are still wrapped in yellow sand and become sand sculptures.
The cultivators among these sand sculptures are all of very low strength, and the demon soul only chooses cultivators with high cultivation levels, not the weak.
The purpose of choosing Sikong Qiwen at the Golden Core stage was to allow Sikong Qiwen at the Golden Core stage to become a distraction stage in a short period of time and create gimmicks. This sudden rise in ability will attract more people to Qingshui City.
Explore the truth of Sikong Qiwen and complete Xiangnan's plan.
Now that the plan has been realized, there is no need to choose weak cultivators.
The Sand Eagle Demon King in the altar had been controlled by Xiangnan and fell into a deep sleep long before Muyu killed Tianbuzai, and was unaware of anything that had just happened.
The Sand Eagle Demon King still has a long way to go before the seal is lifted. Mu Yu may have a way to help the Sand Eagle Demon King break free from the seal, but the Sand Eagle Demon King has lost his heart and he will not be able to wake up even if he breaks away from the seal.
Both Chengyan and Luo Shang were worried. With so many people scattering in different directions, they couldn't stop them at all and could only watch them leave.
These people, like Sikong Qiwen, will quietly return to the world of cultivation, playing the original role of each cultivator, and collecting intelligence for Xiangnan.
One day in the future, when the Yumon Demon Tribe and the Human Tribe go to war, these people will definitely become a variable!
That’s about 100,000 people!
"We all have things we want to do, don't we?"
Xiang Nan glanced at Mu Yu, and the yellow sand in the sky was flying rapidly around him. His goal had been achieved, and it was time to leave.
The sarcophagus slowly emerged from the yellow sand, and the heart of the Sand Eagle Demon King was sealed in it. Xiang Nan was standing on the sarcophagus at the moment.
"You don't control my family, do you?" Mu Yu asked quietly.
"Don't worry! I will never attack you, including your closest relatives, your friends, and the formation masters you are in charge of. They are all fine. Your sleeping eldest brother Mu Qingfan has also recovered.
I will let everyone in Qingshui City take care of the safety of your Mu family. You can do what you want to do in the future without worrying about what will happen to your family."
Then, Xiang Nan said word for word: "I don't want you to lose your family like me."
At a certain moment, Xiang Nan's eyes seemed to sparkle with tears, and there was a touch of sadness that was difficult to conceal, but the yellow sand covered everything, and no one could see his tears clearly.
Xiangnan has experienced the pain of losing his family, so he understands what it means to lose his family.
Although he is no longer that Xiang Nan, Mu Yu is still his junior brother. He wants to persuade Mu Yu to join him, but he will never use his family to force Mu Yu.
There were more and more yellow sand, gradually wrapping up Xiang Nan's body, and then all the yellow sand suddenly lost control and scattered with a "crash", and Xiang Nan's figure had disappeared.
The altar that sealed the Sand Eagle Demon King gradually sank and fell into the yellow sand again, and everything returned to calm.
Chengyan clenched his fists. This was a desert and it was impossible to catch up with Xiang Nan.
Who is the winner of this competition is no longer important to Muyu, there are more important things to do for him.
"Thank you." Mu Yu said softly, looking at the yellow sand disappearing to the south.
Mu Yu put away the trees surrounding him, glanced at Cheng Yan and Luo Shang, then tapped his feet lightly and swept towards Qingshui City.
Luo Shang did not stop him because they knew that Mu Yu would not leave Qingshui City so soon, and there was still his family in Qingshui City.
Luo Shang looked at Mu Yu's retreating back, but there was a wavering light in his eyes.
“What is the right thing to do?”
Luo Shang felt confused in his heart. Mu Yu's words still echoed in his ears. What should he do if Lan Linger had an accident?
He looked at Chengyan and for the first time his belief in himself was shaken.
In Luo Shang's heart, the lives of master and Lan Ling'er are more important than all cultivators. He only helped Chengyan because Chengyan was his senior brother. He thought what he did was right, but today he discovered that many times there is a difference between right and wrong.
It's not important at all.
If you can't even protect the people you care about, how can you talk about protecting cultivators in the world?
Luo Shang didn't understand, he really didn't understand.
He should be the most unruly person.
The strong wind in the desert swept every sand sculpture, the sun burned the yellow sand, and the steaming heat floated.
Chengyan sighed, and the metal around him turned into countless blades, as thin as cicada wings. These blades moved towards the sand sculpture with a sound of breaking through the air. Each blade turned into cold light and intertwined around the sand sculpture. Countless yellow sand
It peels off easily with the blade.
Unfortunately, Ximen didn't take action from beginning to end. He watched all this silently, and finally left with Chengyan and Luo Shang.
The cultivators wrapped in yellow sand soon revealed their original faces. Everyone slowly opened their eyes and looked around in confusion.
Xiangnan did not deprive these people of their consciousness, but allowed them to survive.
"What just happened?"
"I don't know, I remember it seemed like there were countless clouds of sand rising up in the desert! Then we wouldn't be swallowed up by the yellow sand."
"By the way! Who is the final winner of this competition?"
"Sikong Qiwen's change just now was too strange. Where are the others?"
"Muyu and Tianbuzai are gone too."
Many people were whispering to each other, and at the same time they found that there was sand everywhere in their clothes, and they quickly started to clean it up.
These cultivators will never think about how they narrowly escaped death. They still believe in the Triple Palace that kept them as livestock, and regard the owners of the Triple Palace as gods, thinking that as long as the Triple Palace is there, the Triple Continent will be
A ray of light.
They thought that the world of cultivation was still calm.
However, there is no peaceful time in this world. It's just that there are people carrying the burden for them in the darkness.