Ever since he knew that the disappearance of Yaochi might be related to Shenxu, Wang Shuo began to plan how to deal with Shenxu.
And in that distant stretch of endless clouds and mist, there is a mountain and river hidden in the endless sea of clouds.
The mountains and rivers are connected by eighty-one mountains that stand high in the sky. On each peak, there is a palace. There are eighty-one mountain ranges in a row. Each mountain range has one hundred and twenty-three peaks.
Each of these eighty-one mountain ranges has one hundred and twenty-three saints.
On a flat peak surrounded by many mountains, you can see prosperous buildings standing in the peak, red buildings standing between the sky and the earth.
here……
It is Shenxu. Within Shenxu there are countless saints and strong men everywhere.
In such a prosperous and tyrannical place, who would have thought that two hundred thousand years ago, there was a woman who almost destroyed this imaginary prosperity with one person's power.
It is precisely because of this that these people are afraid and afraid of that woman.
In this extremely prosperous place, the place where all the saints strive to enter is on the highest building.
At the top of the nine hundred and eighty-first vermilion floor, a group of people were sitting together, both men and women, and they all smelled of the peak of saints.
The group of people were counted carefully, and there were thirteen people in total. They all looked at each other with sullen faces and said nothing.
Until an old man wearing a golden robe came out, sat on the main seat, and glanced at the people below.
"Zilei and the others have been out for a long time. There are nineteen saints in total, but those who came back are all quasi-sages." The old man in gold robe said solemnly.
"Master Ling, I'm afraid there's something fishy about this matter." A voluptuous woman in red robe said in a charming voice.
Others also nodded: "Nineteen saints, all died, and some quasi-sages came back. This is a clear demonstration to us."
"That's right! The saints are all dead. If the other party doesn't show mercy, how can the quasi-sage survive?"
"As far as I know, people from Yanyu Village are probably involved here. The returning members reported that Yanyu Village was involved in the pursuit."
A group of people spoke one after another, some with angry faces, some smiling, some calm...
The old man in golden robe swept through them one by one, and finally said: "Miao Shengren, you can handle this matter. Since it is a demonstration, this person must have some plans. If we don't take action, it will be difficult to solve it."
"Also, the things under the sacred mountain have been a little restless recently. The sacred mountain has been shaking a lot lately. How are the things everyone is looking for?"
The woman in red robe walked up first: "I found everything." Then she threw a small bag on the table.
The other saints also took out a bag and pushed the contents in the bag over.
The old man in golden robe nodded and continued: "The thing under the sacred mountain is already struggling to its death. No matter how loud the movement is, it is just a flash of light. It will dissipate within a few months. Without the blood of the Yu family, it will be a waste of energy at most.
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"This time someone is provoking me, Shenxu. The first thing we have to deal with is these people who provoke Shenxu. As for the Yu family bloodline, we can postpone it. As for the regulations in the world of saints, those are binding on ordinary saints, so you can just let it go.
If you do, I will communicate with many saints and forces." After saying that, the old man in gold robe slowly stood up and waved his hand.
All the things on the table were put into his sleeves and disappeared without a trace. The other saints also stood up lazily: "I'm leaving first, there are some things down below."
"Haha, me too. Recently, my men have brought back a lot of interesting things, so I just wanted to go check them out."
A group of people left with calm expressions, seemingly not taking this matter to heart at all.
To them, this is just a trivial matter.
After all, in a place as big as Shenxu, someone will provoke you every once in a while. This is normal, they are just some clowns.
The last one to stand up was Saint Miao. He curled his lips and said helplessly: "Every time I do the hard work, I do it. Forget it, who asked me to take this resource?"
He shook his head, looked at the endless clouds and smoke outside, and slowly walked out of the building. On the 981st floor, this was the tallest building in Shenxu.
You can take in the entire beautiful scenery of Shenxu with one glance... This is indeed a beautiful place with many resources, enough to support the cultivation of many saints.
He clenched his fist, and a black luster emerged from his hand. This was the law of breaking. Everything in the world can be broken.
Since becoming a saint, he has not used magic weapons for a long time, because all magic weapons cannot withstand many times in his broken law.
Broken, even if it is a magic weapon, it is difficult to resist.
He slowly raised his hand, and several rays of light bloomed in his hand. A blue jade talisman flew out of his hand, split into countless rays of blue light, and disappeared into the horizon.
Among the six saint mountains under the jurisdiction of Saint Miao, there were a total of 783 saints in the 738 palaces. They all opened their eyes in the white light.
"It's Bishop Miao!" These saints were all shocked. What was the purpose of the light sent by Bishop Miao?
How long has it been since I received the light from Bishop Miao? Fifty thousand years, or one hundred thousand years?
Last time, they remembered that they had wiped out a rebellious saint force. In that battle, two hundred and twenty-one saints were killed, and all of them died. All the ruins of that saint force were destroyed.
Who will suffer this time?
Countless saints' auras rose from these six mountains and seven hundred and eighty-three palaces, turning into countless streams of light that condensed on the horizon.
That brilliance trembled the sky, and the void was turbulent... Thousands of miles of sky were all in this breath, and the white clouds dispersed, leaving a vast emptiness.
"Meet the Bishop!"
The shouts resounded throughout heaven and earth, and the saints all knelt down and worshiped in front of Bishop Miao.
This person is the pinnacle of saints and one of the only remaining terrors in the world. Countless saints have fallen into the hands of this person.
"Is everyone here?" Bishop Miao glanced at the dense crowd of saints below, and his words contained a world-dominating aura.
Seven hundred and eighty-three saints nodded one after another.
The saint's aura continued to spread, and in this land of gods, countless monks raised their heads and looked at the saint on the horizon.
People began to talk about what happened, so many saints had to be dispatched?
"You go gather your men, I will wait for you at the Shenxu exit."
After saying that, Bishop Miao flew into the distance, and the saints below began to look for the disciples he had raised.
Many corpse-killing masters and quasi-sage masters were also gathered together.
Seven hundred and eighty-three saints, more than three thousand beheaded corpses, and nearly ten thousand quasi-sages.
What a vast lineup? Maybe they didn't even know that this lineup could only deal with one person.