Volume 5 Sword Qi Jiuxiao 1166 Looking into the Sky Mirror
"Haha, Beidou Pavilion's news is really well-informed. ≧This war is related to the rise and fall of our human race. Naturally, I, Demon Xuanzong, will not be stingy with anything. I have brought a lot of war drums for the Ten-Sided Conquest." Black-robed spirit
The thin old man smiled loudly and said calmly.
"Very good, our sect has also brought more than a hundred Xuantian warships this time. As soon as the battle begins, the indestructible combat power of these warships is enough to cause the Jian clan army to suffer a lot. But I don't know Haoran Academy.
How are the preparations for the Liangyi Desolate Breaking Formation promised by Fellow Daoist Xuan? After all, if the Jian Clan engages in close combat, the Xuantian warship will not be able to exert much power." The woman in yellow robe from the Tiangong Sect raised her eyebrows.
, looking at the white-robed Confucian scholar beside him and asked.
"Mrs. Zhen, don't worry. Five hundred of our sect's high-level formation mages have arrived here overnight. During the battle, we will never let you down." The middle-aged man in Confucian robes from Haoran Academy smiled upon hearing this and said lightly.
said.
"Hey, you don't need to worry about our ancient demon army in Tianyao Valley. I dare not say that I will sweep away the Bozu tribe, and I will definitely not let them have an easy time." The thick-browed man in the brown bear robe of Tianyao Valley did not wait.
Others asked, but they were the first to speak confidently.
Immediately afterwards, everyone present spoke about their sect's preparations for this decisive battle. The background of the four major Taizongs, the eight major aristocratic families, and other major forces were suddenly revealed at this time. They were definitely not comparable to those of some ten thousand-year-old sects.
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"It seems that everyone is fully prepared. Let's confirm the poisoning plan again." After everyone present expressed their opinions one by one, Grandmaster Mukong of Taiqingmen, who had been sitting with his eyes closed to rest, slowly said
He opened his eyes and said.
"Yes, the poisoning matter is related to the success or failure of this battle. There is no room for sloppiness. Now that the war is imminent, it is best to make a final confirmation." The middle-aged man in Confucian robes from Haoran Academy nodded solemnly.
"The poison has been secretly tested many times. There is no need to worry about the effect. However, the person who poisons must be careful in choosing. If Elder Tianxiang is sent to perform a task, it will inevitably attract attention. If the cultivation level is too low, I am afraid that the task will not be completed before.
They have become food for borers. After discussing with fellow Taoist Mu and others, I decided to select some powerful True Alchemy Realm monks from each sect to perform this task." The woman in yellow robe glanced at Mukong and said lightly.
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As soon as these words came out, except for the four great Taizong people, the faces of everyone present changed.
According to the previous plan, the poisoning mission was to go deep into the depths of the borer army at the beginning of the war. It was extremely dangerous. Each sect regarded the true elixir disciples as elites and loved them extremely. After all, they were the future and hope of each sect.
.How can we perform such tasks with confidence?
"Everyone, please think clearly. If we lose this battle, not to mention our disciples, all our inheritance may be lost. At this moment, what is there to hesitate about?" Mukong
His eyes flashed and he said coldly.
The other Tongxuan monks present pondered for a moment after hearing the words. They all nodded one after another.
Seeing that everyone agreed, the expressions of Huangpao Madam of Tiangong Sect, Mukong and other leaders of the alliance softened.
"Since you all have no objections, let's each recommend ten true elixir cultivators later. I'll wait for the four major sects to have more people, and each sect will send twenty. However, in order to keep this matter confidential, don't spread it out for the time being." Mukong slowly said
said.
Hearing this, the Tongxuan experts from other sects nodded.
After all, the four great Taizongs had already reached this point, and they were too embarrassed to say anything more.
While the powerful monks of Zhongtian Continent were discussing, several looming figures were lurking on a barren mountain in a wasteland in front of the Two Realms Ridge a few miles away from Nanhui City.
These figures did not emit the slightest aura, and they all obviously used extremely clever concealment powers.
One of them, a tall, dark-faced man, poked half of his head out from behind a stone and looked down at the barren mountain.
At a glance, the hinterland of Liangjie Ridge as far as the eye can see is a rolling, steep mountainous area. In the distance, dense borers are coming from several directions, threatening to cover the entire mountain range.
The layer is mottled and the color is average.
The army of the Borer clan that I saw before my eyes already numbered in the millions.
There were dense clouds above these borers, and some flying beasts of the borer clan with blood-colored transparent wings shuttled over the wasteland from time to time, giving people a feeling of blocking out the sky and the sun.
And deeper in the mountains farther away, on a black hill platform formed by tens of thousands of low-level borer beasts, there are gathered more than a hundred high-level borer beasts whose size is obviously much larger than ordinary borers. It seems that
What are you waiting for?
The black-faced man looked at it for a moment, then turned around and gestured to the people behind him, and they quietly lurked forward.
Suddenly, several black lightning flashed across the originally overcast sky, instantly piercing the sky.
Immediately afterwards, a figure followed the lightning and appeared in mid-air in the wasteland without any warning. Without seeing how it moved, a black light swept down, and the speed was almost as fast as lightning.
"not good……"
The face of the dark-faced man suddenly changed, and his powerful spiritual pressure was released without reservation. He turned out to be a powerful monk in the early stage of celestial phenomena.
He clapped his hands in front of his chest like lightning, and with two soft popping sounds, a pair of gray fleshy wings several feet in size suddenly appeared from his back. He flapped his hands fiercely, and then flew out a hundred feet away in a blur, and enveloped him.
The black light dodged.
"Huh"
A crisp cry came from the mouth of the figure in mid-air, and he seemed slightly surprised.
Although the black-faced man escaped, the remaining human monks did not react at all. Their bodies were pierced by the black light, and their entire bodies scattered like an explosion, turning into flesh and blood without even their souls.
Escape.
The face of the black-faced man changed drastically. He opened his mouth suddenly and spat out a mouthful of blood. A cloud of blood mist enveloped his body.
A flash of blood transformed into eight identical figures, speeding away in different directions.
The figure in the air looked at the many bloody figures scattered around, snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed at the void a few times, a strange black light appeared on his body again, and in a flash, it condensed into
Eight spears filled with black energy.
Raising one hand, black spears shot out in all directions. In just a blur, they caught up with the fleeing bloody figure.
Puff!
A scream was heard, and the seven blood shadows in mid-air were pierced directly by the black spears and disappeared suddenly, leaving only the blood-colored figure on the far left.
But behind him, he saw the shadow of a giant more than ten feet tall rising up. His arms, wrapped in blood, were crossed in front of the black-faced man. Only a tiny hole appeared on the giant's arms.
The black-faced man had a look of fear on his face at this moment. His mouth was slightly open, but he could only make a few hoarse sounds from the depths of his throat. A black spear was exposed on his chest, and blood flowed down the spear body, but not a drop fell.
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Upon closer inspection, you can see that countless thin black hair-like threads emerge from the black spear, piercing into various parts of the black-faced man's body.
Immediately afterwards, the black-faced man's body quickly shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Within a few breaths, he turned into a mummy and fell from the air.
The figure in mid-air smiled coldly, swayed, and disappeared.
He didn't notice that a delicate black jade medal quietly broke into pieces around the waist of the mummy on the ground.
In the meeting hall of Nanhui City, a group of Tongxuan monks were still discussing the war. The face of the lean old man in black robe of Moxuan Sect suddenly changed.
"Fellow Daoist Situ, what happened?" The middle-aged man in Confucian robes from Haoran Academy noticed the change in the expression of the old man in black robes and asked.
As soon as he said this, others also looked over.
The old man in black robe was silent, and with a wave of one hand, a palm-sized round mirror flew out of his sleeve, surrounded by black air.
He pointed a finger, and a piece of black glow shot out from the black round mirror, which spread out in mid-air and turned into a curtain of light. The curtain of light flowed down, and scenes of patterns emerged. It turned out to be several human races in the Two Realms Ridge.
The situation when the monk was killed.
Seeing this, no one spoke for a moment.
"Fellow Daoist Situ, is this Astronomical Monk the Elder Wen of your sect?" Beidou Pavilion Master suddenly asked after reading.
"Not bad." The lean old man in black robe looked a little ugly, but he still said slowly.
"This person killed a Celestial Realm monk with just a few moves. He must be in the Tongxuan Realm without a doubt!" the master of Beidou Pavilion said with a serious expression.
Xuanyu, Fengqing, Mukong and other Taiqingmen Tongxuan heard this and looked at each other.
"If I'm not mistaken, the person who took action should be the clone of the mother of borers." Mukong said slowly.
"Yes, judging from the aura and body shape, they are indeed similar." Hearing this, the lean old man of Moxuan Sect said with an angry look on his face.
During the battle between Demon Xuanzong, the old man in black robe had also fought against the clone of the Mother of Borer, so he was relatively familiar with it.
"In this decisive battle, the clone of the mother of borers will definitely be here, but I don't know how many clones there are?" The thick-browed man from Tianyao Valley frowned when he heard this.
"In my early years, I obtained a magic weapon called the Sky-Peeping Mirror. It can condense the consciousness of several people into it at the same time, and then expand it instantly. Even if the clone of the Mother of Borealis is higher than the one below, it will never escape the detection of this mirror. Why don't you invite me?
Several Taoist friends will help me to find out the situation of the borer army." Beidou Pavilion Master said slowly with a flash of his eyes.
"I didn't expect that the Master of Beidou Pavilion would have such a rare treasure. So without further ado, let's cast a spell and give it a try. If we can detect the opponent's situation, it will be of great benefit in a duel. I am confident that the power of spiritual consciousness is quite powerful and can help the Pavilion Master.
A helping hand." Hearing this, the old man in black robe from Moxuan Sect agreed happily.
The others listened and nodded one after another. Immediately, there was the powerful Tongxuan Mighty of Sanming Spiritual Consciousness who was willing to help. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!