Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seventh Thousand Machine Trigram Treasure, Trigram Master, Trigram Technique!
Baibian Mountain, the headquarters of Qianjimen, means Qianji Baibian.
Rumor has it that the Baibian Mountain is mysterious and unpredictable, shrouded in fog and changing every day. Without the Baibian Sect identity token, even a powerful Shinto person would get lost in the Baibian Mountain.
Inside Baibian Mountain, in a gray temple, a lamp of the Soul of Honor was burning slowly.
This is the core of Qianjimen, Minghun Hall!
In the Life Soul Hall, the Life Soul Lamp on the top floor of the door is enshrined!
Several guard disciples in gray clothes stood bored at the door of the temple, looking drowsy.
"Hey...this job of guarding the Soul Soul Hall is indeed comfortable, but it is also too boring..."
A young man with a slender figure and a handsome face hit him and said helplessly.
Minghun Hall is the top priority. At the core of Thousand Machines Gate, the scenery here is simple, empty and calm, which is already depressing. Coupled with the old architectural style and gray visual images, everything is quite boring.
It can easily make people mentally exhausted.
Upon hearing this, the expressions of several other older guard disciples changed and they quickly asked him to stop talking.
"After all, this is Minghuntang... It's better to be more comfortable, it's better to be more comfortable..."
After all, it's okay if nothing happens to Minghun Hall, but if something happens, it will definitely be a shocking event!
The newcomer didn't understand, but they, the old people, all understood that once there was any movement in the Minghun Hall, it meant that a storm was coming, and such an atmosphere would make people kneel down in fear!
"Pfft~"
At this time, a faint voice sounded.
"Huh? There seems to be some movement?"
The hearts of several veteran guard disciples jumped, and they were quite frightened, and they looked at the life soul lamp tremblingly!
"Puff puff puff~~"
The moment they turned around to check, several subtle sounds sounded in succession.
Seeing this, the guarding disciples' faces instantly turned pale.
"This...this is the sound of the soul being extinguished..."
"In an instant, five life soul fires were extinguished in just an instant!"
"It's amazing!"
"..."
At this moment, even the newcomer turned pale, realizing that something big had happened.
Those who can leave the Life Soul Lamp in the Life Soul Hall are all powerful Shinto people!
And he is the core Shinto powerhouse in Thousand Machines Sect!
And if the life soul lamp goes out, it means that the soul is gone and the soul is gone!
In other words, in just a short moment, five powerful divine beings fell!
This is a powerful figure in the Shinto, even in the entire spiritual treasure world, he is considered to be the pinnacle figure!
Five of them fell in an instant. Even with the strength of Qian Ji Sect, it was considered a huge loss in strength!
"Quick, quick, quick...go and report it!"
After recovering from the daze, the guard disciples hurriedly took out the jade token and reported the shocking event that happened here!
After a while, a strong man arrived. He looked middle-aged, dressed in gray robes, and had an ordinary aura, like a fortune teller in the mortal world.
But when he saw the five life soul lamps extinguished, a mysterious and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiong'er, is he dead?"
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Then, there was a blast of wind, and a strong man from the Thousand Machine Sect rushed over. When he saw this scene, he was furious!
Since the founding of Qianjimen, so many Life Soul Lanterns have never been extinguished in one day in the Life Soul Hall!
"No matter who you are, no matter where you are hiding, I, Qian Ji Sect, will ask you to pay back tenfold!"
The middle-aged man in gray robe looked even more vicious when he heard this.
He sat cross-legged, and a golden wheel emerged from the center of his eyebrows!
On the golden wheel, stars are dotted, forming mysterious formations.
The calculation technique of Qian Ji Sect is unique, called Qian Ji Shu, and the warlocks who practice Qian Ji Shu are also called Qian Ji masters.
Every Thousand Machine Master has his own Thousand Machine Divination Treasure!
And this golden wheel is the Qian Ji Gua Bao of the middle-aged man in gray!
As the leader in the Thousand Machines Sect, the Thousand Machines Golden Wheel of the middle-aged man in gray robe is also extremely extraordinary!
Refined with gold and jade, it absorbs the energy of thousands of opportunities, has already channeled spirits, and even gave birth to gods!
It's just that this god is very weak and is still being gestated.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
The middle-aged man in gray robe made a seal with his hand, and shot out a stream of spiritual light that fell into the golden wheel. In an instant, the golden wheel's brilliance exploded, and everyone trembled slightly.
Phantoms flashed past the golden wheel!
After a moment, his face turned pale and his eyes widened in shock.
"How can it be?
You didn’t even guess the murderer?”
With his Thousand Machine Techniques and the Thousand Machine Golden Wheel, even a strong man of the Holy Path can calculate one or two, but now he has not made any calculations. Could it be that the murderer's strength even exceeds the realm of an immortal saint?
This made his heart go up and down, feeling a little unsure.
But when he thought of his most favored son Qian Chenxiong dying unexpectedly, he gritted his teeth and said, "Come again!"
But this time it only took a moment before he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
"puff!"
Seeing this, the Qianji Sect members outside the Minghun Hall were all horrified: "This...is this the backlash of Qianji Technique?"
"Backlash?"
The middle-aged man in gray robe took a deep breath and suppressed the fear in his eyes: "This...how is this possible?"
"well!"
At this time, a soft sigh sounded.
In the Minghun Hall, in front of the middle-aged man in gray robe, a middle-aged man in white robe suddenly appeared in the void.
"Change the calculation object, and you will get a hint of the answer...
My Qianjimen may be in great trouble!"
...
"It seems the rumors are true..."
Looking at the mist in front of him from a distance, Ling Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured.
After the group of them arrived near Baibian Mountain, they saw a layer of mysterious mist blocking the front, followed by ethereal and illusory mountains, seemingly real and fake, without a trace.
Even with Ling Jiuxuan's strength and the use of powerful spiritual consciousness, he was still unable to see through the mystery.
"Xiao Qi, can you find out what is behind these mysterious fogs?"
Ling Jiuxuan turned around and looked at Shen Ming Zang Sanqi.
"Xiaoqi?"
Shen Mingzang Sanqi did not answer directly, but frowned and asked, with a hint of anger in his beautiful eyes.
"Please call me the 'noble divine princess'!"
Seeing this, Ling Jiuxuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and then a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes. He seemed to ask seriously: "Hey, Xiao Qi, what were you talking about just now? I didn't pay attention just now."
The mysterious Sanqi frowned slightly and said unexpectedly: "I said, please call me the 'noble divine princess'!"
"Oh, I know, Xiaoqi."
"you!"
Shen Mingzang Sanqi's face darkened slightly, and he seemed to be very angry.
This big bastard definitely did it on purpose!
"Let me say it for the last time, please call me the 'noble divine princess'!"
"I said I got it, Xiaoqi, can you be more serious?"
Looking at Shen Ming Zang Sanqi, whose face was getting worse and worse, Ling Jiuxuan said with a peaceful smile, looking like a patient elder who was very tolerant of naughty children.