In the Miao Border Sacred Valley, wisps of poisonous miasma filled the air and enveloped the entire Sacred Valley.
The drifting of these dark air currents can even be seen with the naked eye, wisps rolling in the air.
At this time, two of the one hundred and eight halls of gods and ghosts had been completely shattered.
This is because the two ghosts and gods, the snake god and the cow ghost, were completely beaten to death by Lu Qingping. Naturally, the auras of the two ghosts and gods entrusted in these two statues dispersed, and the statues cracked and shattered.
But the Miao Border Sacred Valley lost more than just two ghosts and gods, but a total of twenty heavenly masters, nearly one-third of the Miao Border Sacred Valley’s heritage.
All ten heavenly guardians were beaten to death, and two of the ten guardian gods were also silenced.
Although the last eight survived, they were captured by the Crown Prince of Zhongyuan.
For Miaojiang Holy Valley, this was almost more heartbreaking and outrageous than killing these eight demons.
This is an insult to the Miao Sacred Valley.
For a long time, Miaojiang Holy Valley has communicated with the powerful among the demons, offered sacrifices, and worshiped them for a long time, in exchange for the power of these demons to come to them. This continues from generation to generation, and some of the demons are respected as protector gods.
, has become the iconic representative of the Miao Sacred Valley.
As a result, ten people were sent to be killed, and eight demons enshrined were snatched away by the Crown Prince of Zhongyuan.
"Kill, must kill him. Not killing him is not enough to avenge shame, nor is it enough to eliminate the hatred in the hearts of our Miao people!!"
In the deathly silence of the Miaojiang Sacred Valley, the high priest's suppressed emotions for a long time turned into a beast-like roar and roared out.
The Grand Master's blood energy surged upwards, causing the stones in the valley to rustle.
Although the strength in the Holy Valley of the Miao Territory has been declining from generation to generation since ancient times, in this generation, there are still unparalleled great master-level high priests in charge.
"Kill, you must kill him, don't put him back in the Central Plains! Even if it's not for the divine blood on his body, you still have to get those eight monsters back!!"
The high priest's black and white hair was flying, and he roared angrily.
Over the years, because there have not been many outstanding descendants in the Miao Territory, some of the most powerful demons are no longer willing to show up to lend strength. Currently, only half of the 108 ghosts and gods enshrined in the Miao Territory Holy Valley can
Please move your body and lend strength to them.
Now that we have lost ten people in one fell swoop, how can we just let it go?
However, at this time, Xie Wenshan, a Central Plains man who had been hiding in the Holy Valley of the Miao Territory and called himself the Luo Organization, came out.
He said solemnly: "Such a heavy loss has been suffered in the Holy Valley. The high priest is in a sad mood. Xie can understand it, but as we have seen, the magical power used by Lu Qingping is extremely unbelievable. Even a master's blow cannot force him to do anything."
Until he finds a solution to the real body of his route, in Xie’s opinion, it’s better to be cautious!”
The high priest's eyes were about to burst into flames when he heard this, and his chest heaved, but he had to admit that what Xie Wenshan said was reasonable.
He can sit on the position of high priest at the age of fifty, so he is certainly not a reckless person, but if he does not take any action, he will really have to watch one-third of the ghosts and gods in the Sacred Valley being destroyed.
Lu Qingping was brought back to the Central Plains.
In this way, he can't explain to the ancestors and priests of all generations!!
Xie Wenshan said softly at this time: "Don't worry, High Priest, I will contact my master for you immediately. With his extensive knowledge, he should be able to know the origin of Lu Qingping's ability, so he can give us guidance and think about ways to crack it, and then he can
Damage is minimized.”
Chu Tianmen, the tenth master in the world.
Luo, one of the deputy leaders of the organization, is the most knowledgeable person and will definitely be able to help them.
After hearing this, the mood of the high priest in the Holy Valley gradually calmed down.
This Lord of the Luo Organization has been in the ancient cave where the real head of the Beast God is located deep in the southern border. He has closer contact with the Beast God than in their Holy Valley. If he can report this matter to the Beast God, he can order one or two powerful people to do so.
The ghosts and gods will come to the Holy Valley, so you can be sure of it.
"Just thank you..."
The high priest just spoke.
But before he could finish his sentence, his old eyes suddenly widened, revealing an extremely frightened emotion.
Even when I saw Lu Qingping fighting against twenty masters at a young age, she didn't have such a frightened mood.
Click...
It was like the sound of breaking porcelain.
At this time, everyone in the Holy Valley, including Xie Wenshan, instantly looked in the direction of the sound.
It is the sixth statue enshrined in the Holy Valley, second only to the statue of the Beast God.
The statue is the image of a basalt beast. The statue alone reveals an ancient and thick aura of recklessness, as if it were a real basalt beast standing there.
The top six statues under the Beast God are all old gods that have existed in the Miao Sacred Valley for hundreds of years.
They have not appeared for hundreds of years, and have long been pushed away to the depths of southern Xinjiang. Each of them is a great demon of the soul that is comparable to the real soul of the human race.
However, with that crisp sound that seemed to crack the hearts of everyone in the Holy Valley.
Their hearts were beating fast and their eyes widened in horror.
This statue of the great demon Xuanwu God of Yuanshen, like the two little ghosts and gods killed by Lu Qingping, had cracks, and it split from the head of the Xuanwu dragon at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Snap.
A fragment of the statue fell from the Xuanwu statue into the main hall.
But it seemed like a heavy hammer hit the hearts of everyone present, and they couldn't help but take a breath.
"What!?"
"Impossible! This is impossible!" the high priest made an incredible voice.
Master Xuanwu has already achieved the soul two hundred years ago, and the demon clan has many difficulties in practicing because of its extremely slow opening of spiritual intelligence. With the help of heaven, Master Xuanwu can at least live in the world between heaven and earth.
Live for thousands of years.
It should be in its young adulthood at this time, how could this be possible!
But there is only one explanation for the fragmentation of the statue, and that is the great demon Xuanwu who left a trace of his spiritual consciousness here...
died!
How did he die!?
How can it be?
However, right after...
Click...
This soft and crisp sound, like a thunder, once again struck the hearts of everyone in the Holy Valley, shocking their five senses and making their eyesight turn black.
"What?? Mr. Peng Hou!"
Another statue of the great soul demon is shattering...
Less than a few breaths before and after...
At this moment, their scalps were numb, and they all rushed out of the Holy Valley and looked into the depths of southern Xinjiang in shock.
Everyone was silent.
"after all……"
"what happened?"
At this moment, even Lu Qingping's matter became a trivial matter.
Two Yuanshen great demons, the top six great demons under the Beast God, were successively wiped out by unknown forces. This was as serious a matter as Tianta.
Who did it?
………………
Deep in the Miao territory.
Boom! Boom! Boom!!
The sky and the earth are pale.
A terrifying light erupted.
There are four ancient monsters the size of mountains, all of which have extremely terrifying origins. They are all descendants of divine beasts, but they are deep in the southern border.
In the hands of a human being, he was suppressed horribly.
Not far from the terrifying battlefield.
There was an ancient basalt as big as a small mountain, lying dead on the ground.
The divine blood flowed out of the corpse like a small river and gathered into a lake under the body, exuding a strange fragrance.
Next to him, there was also a similar-sized Yuanshen Great Demon named Peng Hou. It was like a black evil spirit like a tengu. Its whole body was like ink, but it had a canyon-like ravine on its back, and a bloody ravine.
The wound almost disemboweled the great soul demon's back.
The remaining demons who were still fighting against the human man had only reached the Purple Mansion, the peak of the Yuanshen, before they could compete with him.
Otherwise, like Xuanwu and Penghou, they might be killed by the terrifying man in blue shirt at the first moment of their encounter.
This man's level of cultivation is too terrifying.
Although the remaining four Yuanshen Great Demons are deep in southern Xinjiang, they also know a lot about the immortals in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, but they have never heard of this man.
"Human, what is your last name?"
Buzz buzz.
There was a great earthquake in the void, as if a huge drum was being beaten, and the towering nine-headed bird screamed, and the terrifying pressure swept across a hundred miles.
The man chuckled lightly. Even though he was facing the four peak soul monsters, he still stood with his hands behind his back and said in a casual manner:
"Li Chunfeng, a loose man in the mountains."
But just as he finished announcing his name, his heart suddenly moved and he looked to the west at the sky.
"A master is here."
There is a sword coming through the sea of clouds.
Under this sword, hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers were shaken, and the waves of dust rolled like endless waves, following closely behind this terrifying sword.
A faint man's voice came out leisurely.
"What a great Li Chunfeng, try taking Chu's sword and see what you are capable of!"
The first spirit under the immortals.
The tenth Chutianmen in the world is here!
A war that shakes millions of mountains is about to break out.