The five demon clan ancestors landed on the other side of the stone monument, looking at each other from afar with the human cultivators on the opposite side. They were clearly distinct from each other and seemed to be in a confrontation.
Only at this moment did Kong Laosan have the intention to focus on the people opposite him.
Apart from the old monster surnamed Zhao from the Three Saints Sect, the old monster from the Holy Demon Sect and the Nascent Soul old man from the Demon Sect, there is only the one sitting cross-legged next to the Three Saints Sect, who looks to be in his sixties or seventies.
Years old, an old man wearing a dark red robe and a dark red face, and a bald man in his forties or fifties with a fierce look.
The old man in red robe and Mr. Zhao seemed to be quite familiar with each other. They would occasionally whisper to each other, as if they were discussing something.
If the green zombie old monster is still alive, he will definitely recognize that the strange old man in red robe in front of him was the one who used the blood sacrifice method with the other remaining old monsters in the abandoned land when he was in the abandoned land.
One of the seven old monsters who broke through the evil monument and suppressed it, the Yuanying old monster called Xuanhuo.
It is not difficult to guess the identity of the other bald man. Judging from Zhou's clothes, he should belong to the Demon Elder or the like. While Kong Laosan secretly looked at the other man, the latter seemed to sense something.
Looking in the direction of Kong Laosan, there was a trace of curiosity and weirdness in his eyes.
Obviously, as the only cultivator here whose strength has not reached the level of elixir formation, he is always eye-catching no matter what, but for Kong Laosan, everyone obviously did not take it to heart.
Kong Laosan lowered his eyes, avoiding the other party's eyes, and looked at the pot-shaped stone tablet about three feet in size surrounded by everyone in the center.
The stone tablet in front of him and the black stone tablet in the outside world were completely copied from the same mold. They were pure white and even the strange patterns on them were exactly the same. After a while, nothing could be seen. Kong Laosansuo stopped paying attention and quietly
Sit down.
Two full days later, everyone was still gathered together, but the atmosphere between each other became more and more silent, especially the two demons called Mang Fei from the Winged Python clan and Li Tian from the Howling Moon Wolf clan, who occasionally spoke to each other.
If you look closely, you can see the metaphor in the other person's eyes. Obviously, if the other seven demon ancestors have not arrived at this moment, they should never come again.
"Haha, everyone here knows that the Heavenly Demon can only be activated for seven days at a time. Now there is only one day left. Do you still want to wait any longer?"
The old monster of the holy demon said with a smile, and there was a hint of amusement in the eyes of the monster clan. Obviously, this old monster also saw something, but he just didn't say it.
"In this case, let's take action now. I wonder what the fellow demon clan members say?"
Hearing this, Old Monster Zhao from the Three Holy Islands also spoke, and the other old monsters from the human race naturally nodded, and then all their eyes fell on the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" next to Kong Laosan.
"I don't have any problems here."
"Wupeng Demon Ancestor" said one sentence and stopped talking. Next to him, Mang Fei looked ugly and was about to say something, but saw Li Tian secretly shaking his head. In the end, he just snorted coldly and looked at Wu Peng.
The eyes of the three demons were extremely evil.
"Since there is no problem, let's get started. Everyone, let's take action together!"
The holy demon and old monster scanned around and saw that everyone nodded in agreement.
No longer hesitating, he shouted loudly, then placed his palm lightly on the stone tablet, and the spiritual power in his body surged out and poured into the pure white stone tablet in front of him.
At the same time that the holy demon and old monster took action, the rest of the people also poured spiritual power into the stone tablet.
Seeing this, Kong Laosan didn't hesitate. His spiritual power surged slightly, and he seemed to be following the same example. While instilling spiritual power, he secretly retained a third of his energy. Of course, on the surface, he looked like he was trying his best.
Regarding Kong Laosan's actions, even if some old monsters are aware of it, they will not take it seriously. How many ounces of oil and water can a small cultivator who has not yet reached the level of elixir formation squeeze out even if he cramps and pulls out his bones?
While exerting force, Kong Laosan secretly explored the condition of the stone tablet. However, half an hour later, Kong Laosan's face became a little ugly. His heart moved quietly, and he withdrew two parts of his strength. When he saw the stone tablet, he still had no clue.
He seemed to be moving, and temporarily withdrew his gaze and looked at the people around him.
Everyone who originally looked quite indifferent obviously did not expect this situation. As a large amount of spiritual power was swallowed up by the stone tablet, everyone looked a little unhappy, especially the demons and humans in the early stage of Nascent Soul.
Instead of taking out some pills to make up for the excessive loss of spiritual power in the body.
Kong Laosan circled around everyone's faces, and finally landed on the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" on the side. He twitched the corner of his mouth and almost laughed out loud if he hadn't stopped in time.
The "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" in front of him spread his wings in an exaggerated way, and his three-foot-long demon body stood in the air. His momentum spread all around without any reservation, and the pressure was astonishing. At the same time, the demon's mouth opened wide, and extremely rich spiritual power flowed out.
It surged out of the body and was directed toward the stone tablet in front of him. With such an unreserved appearance, the Nascent Soul monsters around him were dumbfounded, and some even secretly admired him in their hearts.
However, if these extremely shrewd Yuanying old monsters knew that everything in front of them was just a mirror, and that the seemingly ferocious spiritual power was actually just a bluff, I wonder what they would think!
This lasted for nearly three hours, and the ordinary stone tablet gradually began to react. On the stone tablet, the originally lingering black patterns seemed to come alive. With the infusion of spiritual power, they gradually turned into various weird shapes.
The abnormal lines finally converged into a ball, like a ball of ink, rubbing onto the pure white stone tablet.
Until this moment, everyone slowly put away their spiritual power, but everyone's face looked extremely tired, obviously because of the excessive consumption of spiritual power.
"The spiritual power input this time is much more than before!"
The old holy demon glanced around, frowned, and said hesitantly.
"Hmph, this is natural. In the past, my fellow demon clan members have done this several times. You human cultivators naturally don't have to exert much effort. Why, you can't bear this loss of spiritual power?"
"Wupeng Demon Ancestor" said calmly, and as he spoke, he glanced at the old holy demon with disdain.
"snort!"
Such an unceremonious squeeze made the Holy Demon old monster's face turn cold, and he snorted coldly. He said no more, and after swallowing some pills, he took the time to meditate and vomit.
Perhaps because he did not consume much spiritual power, Kong Laosan only meditated for a moment before opening his eyes and looking towards the center of the stone tablet, which was like a black dot.
Darkness before eyes
The spot was about the size of a washbasin, and bursts of strange spatial fluctuations came from it. It was not too violent at first. After just one stick of incense, Kong Laosan's pupils shrank slightly, and the originally calm black spots suddenly violently rioted.
At the same time, a strong spatial fluctuation was faintly heard, and before Kong Laosan could react, a bright spiritual mass spewed out from the black spot and flew rapidly towards the surrounding void.
At the same time as the black dots fluctuated violently, the old monsters who had closed their eyes and were adjusting their breaths opened their eyes one after another, looked at each other, showing a hint of alertness and excitement, roared one after another, and flew towards the spirit group.
And go.
But just as everyone was moving, a cold snort accompanied by overwhelming coercion enveloped the surroundings. Before everyone could react, a black shadow had already risen into the sky, opened its mouth wide, and unceremoniously moved the spirit.
Swallowing the lump into his belly, "I did the most work just now, so this first spiritual object belongs to me!"
Falling down loudly, "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" licked his lips, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he slowly spoke. At the same time, the pressure surged around him, showing no sign of taking it back.
Seeing this, although everyone was unwilling to accept it, they felt the terrifying coercion everywhere, so they suppressed a trace of greed in their hearts. In addition, what everyone had just seen with their own eyes was indeed the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor"
The one who contributed the most, the first spiritual object had already fallen into the hands of the other party, and naturally it was impossible to ask for it back. They looked at each other and dropped it helplessly.
Hearing this, Kong Laosan twitched the corners of his mouth and turned his head.
Since the first spiritual object emerged, the fluctuations in the black dots have become more and more violent. Almost every once in a while, a ball of spiritual light will erupt from it. Although Kong Laosan is also itchy and unbearable, he still remembers his own strength and has no brains.
Facing a bunch of Yuanying old monsters in front of me, I can almost wipe myself out a thousand times with a wave of my hand. Even if I feel unwilling to do so, I can only suppress the thoughts in my heart.
However, since he obtained the first spiritual object, the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" seems to have some taste for marrow. Looking at the four or five groups of spiritual lights swimming in the void, there is a look of extreme greed in his eyes, and he doesn't even think about it.
He was about to join the fight, but before he could get up, he was pulled off by Kong Laosan.
"If you don't want to reveal your secret, it's best to stay quiet!"
Kong Laosan said quietly, with a bit of sternness in his voice.
Even if the real old monster in the late Nascent Soul stage faces these comrades who have been dazzled by the treasure alone, I am afraid he will only die sadly. What's more, the "Wupeng Demon Ancestor" in front of him is just a fake. Once exposed,
, I am afraid that this person will be photographed directly.
The current situation is extremely chaotic. In order to compete for the treasure, these old monsters are not sparing any effort. They are obviously a little red-eyed. Dui's involvement at this moment is no different from seeking death.
Even though he understood what Kong Laosan said, Ah-Dai's face was still full of unwillingness at this moment. He stared at the clusters of spiritual lights floating in the sky with blazing eyes, and in the end he could only curl his lips dryly.
Looking at the chaos in front of him coldly, Kong Laosan thought for a while and then turned his gaze back to the stone tablet in front of him. After thinking for a while, he put his palm on the stone tablet and extended the power of his soul towards the black spot in the center of the stone tablet.