At the foot of the snow-capped mountains, in the Murong family's garrison building, an old man in black robes was lying on a rocking chair, waving a black feather fan in his hand, with a leisurely look on his face.
"Reporting to the elder, the young master is now ranked second, and the ranking of little sister is also as high as eighth." A young disciple wearing a soap robe walked in quickly and knelt down on one knee.
and said with a fist in his hand.
"Okay! I understand, you go down first." The old man in black robe waved the feather fan in his hand and said expressionlessly.
"Yes!" The soap-robed disciple agreed and quickly exited the secret room.
"I didn't expect that Long'er and Feng'er would grow so fast in just a few decades. From this point of view, it is not a problem to rank among the top four in terms of luck accumulated by the Tianmen Association this time. If the two of them join forces
, give the number one Beidou Pavilion female disciple to..."
After muttering a few words to himself, the old man in black robe showed a cold smile on his face. He immediately stood up, took out a black light talisman from his sleeve, hit a spell and landed on it.
After a burst of black light bloomed on the surface of the entire talisman, it spontaneously ignited in the void and turned into a palm-sized spiritual flame in just a few breaths.
Then the old man gently fanned the black feather fan in his hand, and a gust of black wind swept out, lifting the spiritual flame, flashing out of the window, and then disappeared.
The old man in black robe looked out the window, nodded with satisfaction, and sat back on the rocking chair.
In a secret room where Tiangong Sect is located, three middle-aged men in yellow short shirts are sitting opposite each other and discussing in a low voice.
"This time we spent a lot of money and handed over several hidden puppets to those disciples for use. Unexpectedly, the Beidou Pavilion and the Murong Family took the lead." A man with a body like a thin bamboo pole frowned.
Locked tightly, he spoke slowly.
"This member of the Murong family hurt my disciple at the exchange meeting a month ago. He is so arrogant. Now Wu Chao has also died. I wonder if it has something to do with the Murong brothers and sisters." Another upper body man said.
The shirtless strong man said with an angry look.
"It's a pity that I gave that machine armor to Peng Yue. If I had given it to Wu Chao, maybe he could have escaped." The thin bamboo pole man showed a trace of regret.
Now on the stone tablet, the ranking of the disciples of Tiangong Sect is even worse than that of Taiqing Sect. No one is in the top ten. Peng Yue is ranked after twenty, and the young man Yin Che, whom they have high hopes for, is currently only ranked
At eleven.
"You two junior brothers don't have to worry too much. The trial is only halfway through, and we still don't know what will happen in the end. But this time, our four disciples of Taizong all ranked at the bottom, and many disciples died.
It is very rare in the current level of trials." The remaining middle-aged man who looked like a Confucian scholar said lightly.
After the two shirtless strong men looked at each other, they both looked thoughtful.
The same scene is played out from time to time in the various sects stationed under the snow-capped mountains. The rankings on the Xuefeng Monument are not only related to the opportunities of these rising stars in the sect, but also related to the rise and fall of the sect to which they belong in the next thousand years. Naturally
Even the elders of the various sects in the Rang sect dared not ignore it.
However, no matter how the factions outside the secret realm react, the Tianmen Society is still going on.
Somewhere in the secret realm is an unfathomable, huge cylindrical space.
An ancient palace is suspended here, built entirely of bluestone, with several white stone pillars standing around it, supporting a layer of white light curtain, protecting the entire palace.
The formation restrictions outside the palace are extremely overbearing, exuding the aura of the fierce formations, and it is a place of inheritance.
Now, the front door of the palace is open, and the interior is extremely empty. Except for a rather magnificent altar, there is nothing else on display.
The altar is more than ten feet long and wide, and about ten feet high. Directly in front of the altar are hundreds of stone steps that lead directly to the top of the altar.
On the stone steps, there are more than a dozen humanoid puppets in the crystallization stage lying in random directions, and the chests of these puppets have been hollowed out, and their sperm cores have long since disappeared.
On the top of the altar is a square platform several feet in size. The platform is carved with strange and curved blood-colored formations. There are blue stone pillars as tall as a person standing in the four directions of east, west, south and north.
A silver-haired woman was sitting quietly on a stone pillar in the east, holding an ancient book in her hand and studying it with gusto, while similar books were piled up around her.
There are more than ten books.
This woman is surprisingly the Beidou Pavilion disciple ranked number one on the Yinse Luck Stone Tablet.
Under several other pillars, there were four or five corpses lying in different costumes. Most of them were bleeding from their orifices, and their appearance of death was very ugly.
The inheritance here has obviously been broken, but the only living person left here is this woman.
The silver-haired girl didn't seem to care about the bloody scenes around her. She just flipped through the book in her hand wholeheartedly, with a hint of contemplation on her face from time to time.
"It seems that it is impossible to understand all these secret books in the short term. It is better to take them back to the pavilion and study them carefully."
After a while, the silver-haired woman raised her head, smiled softly and muttered a few words to herself, then closed the book in her hand.
Immediately, she stood up gracefully, stroked her sleeves and robe, and a roll of light silver mist rolled out from it. After putting away the books around her, she jumped down from the stone pillar, falling lightly like a fallen leaf.
On the high platform below, not even a sound was made.
A soft sound of "pop" 1
The silver-haired woman raised her arms lightly and tapped her white palm on the stone pillar beside her. The formation patterns on the ground suddenly lit up.
The next moment, a cylindrical magic circle rose up with a "chi chi" sound, and countless runes in the magic circle kept jumping.
Seeing this, the silver-haired woman stepped into the magic circle in a flash. After a dazzling silver light flashed, the woman's figure disappeared into the hall.
In a bluestone valley surrounded by lush green ancient trees, a clear stream about ten feet wide lies in the middle of it, and the gurgling stream flows trickling.
On both sides of the stream, countless spiritual grasses of various colors are scattered in an orderly manner... exuding bursts of extremely rich spiritual energy, it is a natural medicine garden like a paradise.
And deep in the valley, two black figures were galloping as fast as lightning.
Behind the two of them, smoke and dust were billowing everywhere, and soul-stirring rumblings kept coming. Suddenly, a giant demonic beast that was more than ten feet tall, with an upper body like a deer and a lower body like a horse, was chasing after them with all four legs flying.
This beast not only looks weird, but the red and black spiritual patterns on its body are chaotically intertwined with each other, and a pair of dark green pupils flash fiercely from time to time.
Suddenly, the demonic beast let out a strange cry, jumped forward, accelerated violently in the void, opened its mouth wide and sprayed out a thick red-black light pillar as thick as a bucket, towards the two in front.
The black shadow shot away like lightning.
Wherever the light beam passes, the surrounding air buzzes and distorts.
As a result, just when the beam of light was about to hit the two black figures, the two black figures were blurred, and one of them dodged to the left and the other to avoid the attack.
Amidst the rumbling sound, the red and black light beam roared past the two of them and landed on a cliff ahead.
Wherever the light beam passed, whether it was bluestone or spiritual herbs and elixirs, everything was instantly reduced to ashes.
"If we let it continue like this, I'm afraid the spiritual grass in the valley will be destroyed a lot." A slender female voice came from the dark shadow on the left.
"Don't fight here, let's lead it out of the valley first." Another black figure said in a deep voice.
The purpose of the two men was obviously to collect elixirs, so naturally they couldn't fight in the valley. Otherwise, even if they killed the beast, they would still have to collect the elixirs from most of the valley, which would be more than worth the loss.
The slender female voice hummed softly, and then she condensed the spell in her hand, and a pair of wings about ten feet long suddenly stretched out from her back covered in black air. With a slight flap, her escape speed suddenly increased a few minutes.
The valley was only a few acres in size. Under the intentional guidance of the two black shadows, the strange half-deer and half-horse monster was quickly led out of the valley.
"Brother, don't take action. Leave this monster to me to deal with." After the woman said lightly, she turned around and suddenly stopped in mid-air. Black arrogance surged out from her body and surrounded her.
They quickly gathered together and weaved a huge firebird pattern four to five feet high.
"Okay, then leave it to my little sister."
Another black figure chuckled, and a black light appeared on a gray boulder, standing with his hands behind his back.
The two black shadows are none other than Fairy Black Phoenix and her brother.
The two of them accidentally chased down several other disciples from aristocratic families and came here, and discovered this place of natural elixirs in the mountains and valleys.
The two of them stopped chasing those disciples and broke into the depths of the valley without saying a word.
It turned out that this valley was filled with elixirs that had been heated for hundreds or even more than a thousand years. I was immediately overjoyed!
Not enough, such a spiritual place naturally has the existence of guardian monsters.
This half-deer, half-horse monster hidden in the center of the valley is a fake elixir realm monster. Not only does it have amazing defensive capabilities, but it can also spray black-red light beams with great power that can turn everything into coke. When it is furious, it can't even deal with anything.
The mountains are full of elixirs, and I don’t care about them.
Just in this short moment, probably one-tenth of the entire Spiritual Valley has been turned black, and the loss of the elixir contained therein is already an astronomical figure to the outside world.
This made the Black Phoenix Fairy brother and sister very heartbroken.
When the strange monster saw the Black Wind Fairy who had stopped, it looked up to the sky and let out a low hissing cry. It kicked off its four legs and rushed over without hesitation.
When the Black Phoenix Fairy saw this, a sneer flashed in her beautiful eyes, and with the black flames all over her body, her figure actually merged into the shadow of the black firebird behind her.
A clear sound shot straight into the sky!
The black firebird hovered in the void, folded its wings, and turned into a ball of pitch-black fire without retreating, swooping towards the weird monster.