The art of incarnation outside the body + breath masking.
Spiritual power covered her whole body, transforming into a black robe... Just like that, Mrs. Ziyuan's incarnation appeared in the prison where the supporters of Jiang Ge's old line were imprisoned.
Although it is said to be a prison, it is not a prison, but a secluded courtyard.
She was too kind and soft-hearted... Mrs. Ziyuan shook her head secretly, and then her figure flashed directly through the courtyard's barrier.
Among the teams sent by the three big pavilion elders to support the construction, each had a [quasi-emperor] level expert... Mrs. Ziyuan came in at this time and did not deliberately hide it.
In an instant, a sword light struck directly at Mrs. Ziyuan... It was the [quasi-emperor] in the courtyard who took action!
His name is Jiang Zhenhu.
"Oh, the Jiang family's Fenglei real sword is nothing more than that."
Mrs. Ziyuan waved her hand and broke it.
In an instant, dozens of figures appeared in the courtyard... The [quasi-emperor] from Jiang Ge's hometown stood among the crowd, with a solemn look on his face, "Who is your Excellency? It seems that I have never seen you in this [Luo Shen] Holy Land."
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Mrs. Ziyuan said calmly: "Li Qingtong imprisoned you here, but he didn't ban your cultivation?"
Jiang Zhenhu snorted coldly: "Holy Master Li understands righteousness well, how can you Xiaoxiao understand it? We came here voluntarily just to avoid suspicion! But you have come here for no reason, and the person who comes is not good... so don't leave!"
Madam Ziyuan instantly released the aura of the [Emperor Level] high level. She did not intend to pull any strings. She came here just to see if these supporters of the Jiang family were internal agents sent by Mr. Jiang Ge, and whether they had anything to do with Jiang Ge.
Please contact Mr. Ge to see if it can be of use to her.
"You are an emperor!"
Jiang Zhenhu was indeed shocked, and his expression was particularly solemn. As for the children of the Jiang family around him, they were even more shaken. Under the strong pressure of the high-level emperor's aura, their fighting spirit was instantly lost.
[Quasi-Emperor] is very strong...but the Emperor can kill with just a wave of his hand - those of the sixth, seventh and eighth levels will probably be reduced to cannon fodder.
"Two choices, accept the slave mark I planted." Mrs. Ziyuan said in a deep voice: "And... die!"
Jiang Zhenhu said angrily: "Your Excellency broke into the Holy Land of [Luo Shen] and dared to use force to commit murder. Are you really not afraid of being watched by the Holy Emperor of the Human Race?!"
Mrs. Ziyuan sneered a few times, "I'm afraid, I won't come...Holy Emperor Huoyun is not in the Holy Land at this time. He is too lazy to talk nonsense with you!"
As soon as the voice fell, Mrs. Ziyuan moved instantly.
Jiang Zhenhu's heart was beating wildly, and he felt a strong force instantly sealing his whole body. He had no resistance, and was directly grabbed by the neck. In an instant, a terrifying hot breath invaded his whole body.
This physical incarnation of Mrs. Ziyuan is made from the descendants of Luan birds with the bloodline of divine beasts. It has fire attributes and is extremely powerful in attack. A [Quasi-Emperor] can subdue it in an instant.
"I think it's not easy for you to cultivate, so I won't kill you today, but you need to come under my seat!" She waved her hand and condensed a slave seal, and hit Jiang Zhenhu directly between his eyebrows.
After the slave seal was inserted, Mrs. Ziyuan directly released Jiang Zhenlao... As for the other Jiang family children, she didn't care. Under the lock of divine thoughts, none of these people could escape.
There was a vague sense of pleasure in Madam Ziyuan's heart... Ever since the rise of Emperor Lan, Madam Ziyuan had not experienced the pleasure of killing the weak for a long time.
"Kneel down and see you." Mrs. Ziyuan said calmly to Mr. Jiang Zhen.
The slave seal has been penetrated into the opponent's soul, so Jiang Zhenhu will... huh?
Jiang Zhenhu was seen motionless at this time, even looking at him with a joking look.
"You don't have the slave mark?" Mrs. Ziyuan's eyes were slightly startled.
Jiang Zhenhu suddenly exploded again, and a human-shaped paper cut immediately fell down!
Mrs. Ziyuan was shocked, but she saw that the Jiang family's children all around them exploded at almost the same time...the humanoid paper-cuts fell one after another, and no one in the entire courtyard was real!
"No, I fell into a trap!" Mrs. Ziyuan took a sharp breath, and she was about to step out of the courtyard in a flash!
But at this moment, hundreds of golden light pillars shot out from all around the courtyard, completely sealing off the courtyard. Suddenly, there was a strong wind in the courtyard!
Mrs. Ziyuan was suddenly shocked, she felt dizzy, and her body was even more exhausted!
In the courtyard, the wind was howling, the black mist was filling, the sun and the moon were dimming, and there was even more misfortune in the sky, and the haze was penetrating the ground... Suddenly, a black thunder struck, and the incarnation outside the body could not avoid it, and he was forced to eat it.
Remember, I screamed and fell to the ground instantly!
"What kind of formation is this!" The incarnation outside was shocked, and its spiritual power was turbulent, revealing the body of a luan bird!
"Small Nine-bend Yellow River Formation!"
The Luan Bird body reluctantly raised its head, and saw a female cultivator floating in mid-air on her sword... A group of Jiang family disciples headed by Jiang Zhenhu stood silently aside.
The female cultivator on the flying sword now made her hand seals, and her voice was clear and pleasant, "This formation was given by the Venerable on Tongtian Island. It is activated by the formation disk. It can cut the three flowers in the body, and the emperor's level can also be cut! Madam, you want to
Would you like a supreme experience package?”
"You..." Luan Bird's body trembled in fear at this moment, "Li Qingtong already knew?"
The female cultivator on the flying sword smiled and said nothing, and activated the formation disk again, filling the courtyard with a hazy earth-yellow aura, completely trapping the luan bird's body in it.
Of course it can be done such as cutting off three flowers, but at least it needs a saint, a saint to control it personally... If she were to replace it, it would only trap people at most, using the power of the formation disk.
But it's enough.
"Master Jiang, thank you for your hard work." The female cultivator looked at Jiang Zhenhu and bowed her head.
Jiang Zhenhu waved his hands quickly, "Miss Xingyu is serious. From the moment we joined the [Luoshen] Holy Land, we have completely severed ties with the past. Now that we are part of the Holy Land, we naturally cannot tolerate external evils from wreaking havoc."
Miss Xingyu glanced at Jiang Zhenhu without comment... She was one of the elders of [Luo Shen] and one of the girls that Li Qingtong initially brought with him. Otherwise, she would not have been able to temporarily hold [Xiao·Jiu] on her behalf.
The array of Quhuang River Formation.
"I hope Master Jiang can remember what he said today."
Jiang Zhenhu suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. The female cultivator in front of him was only at the peak of the seventh level of major cultivation. She was a few levels behind him, but her momentum was not weak at all.
In just one year, the female cultivators of [Luoshen] have really grown up.
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"Sister, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
[Luoshen] Holy Land, Fufeng Pavilion... This is the place Li Qingtong specially prepared for Mrs. Ziyuan to rest - at this time, the two of them were sitting across from each other around the fire.
Mrs. Ziyuan's face was filled with surprise and uncertainty, and she remained silent...even her forehead was vaguely moist.
But Li Qingtong was minding his own business, holding the charcoal fire in the tea stove, opening the tea leaves, and cleaning the tea sets. Every movement was natural and beautiful.
"This is black olive charcoal." Li Qingtong said casually: "Everything can produce a special aroma when burned. This method was passed down by my lord... Sister, please taste it carefully."
Mrs. Ziyuan breathed out slowly, with a gloomy look on her face, "[Luo Shen] is truly blessed by the Holy Spirit... Even the Venerable of Tongtian Island has given such a precious treasure."
Li Qingtong said calmly: "When my sister first entered [Kunlun], she was just a little monk, but she was blessed by the Holy Spirit and was given the Holy Land. But how can a group of lonely and weak women guard such a big Holy Land? I only have mercy on you."
"I'm afraid that there are many high-level cultivators who died in unknown circumstances." Mrs. Ziyuan sighed.
Li Qingtong didn't say anything... because it was true.
In the early days of [Luo Shen], there were indeed many evil demons and heretics who wanted to do something, but they all disappeared without a trace... This was before the young master came to [Kunlun].
Li Qingtong didn't even mention this kind of thing to Mr. Luo, because it was really a trivial matter... mainly because the venerables took good care of it.
"Sister, why do you have to do this?" Li Qingtong also sighed at this time.
Madam Ziyuan's palm hidden under her robe quietly held the hair seal, and the [Yaochi] Immortal Technique could be released with a snap of her fingers, but it never came out. In front of her, Li Qingtong could complete the kill with one blow.
But she didn't dare at this time.
When the [Small·Jiuqu Yellow River Formation] appeared, Mrs. Ziyuan vaguely felt that even if the Holy Emperor Huoyun was not around, this group of low-strength Luo Shen female cultivators would not be easy to handle.
God knows what other protective treasures Li Qingtong has on him?
These venerables are really too partial!
"Why is it so?" Mrs. Ziyuan smiled bitterly, "If my sister had experienced the same thing as me, I'm afraid she wouldn't think so. If I had the luck of my sister, how could I have ended up like this?"
"One pregnancy makes you stupid for three years." Li Qingtong suddenly said.
"What?!" Mrs. Ziyuan seemed to have been stepped on.
Li Qingtong shook his head, and the Holy Emperor's order was issued. Panic and holy power instantly enveloped the entire Fufeng Pavilion.
Madam Ziyuan's expression suddenly changed... The path of Holy Emperor Huoyun was really terrifying!
"Fufeng Pavilion is quiet and quiet." Li Qingtong said calmly: "This place is very suitable for having a baby. My sister can live here with peace of mind... When I think about it clearly, my sister will come to visit again."
Mrs. Ziyuan opened her mouth, but was speechless in the end. The holy power in Fufeng Pavilion was like a prison cage. She even had the [Holy Emperor Soul] pried away by Emperor Lan. What could she use to break it?
"One wrong step, one wrong step..."
Mrs. Ziyuan was slumped.
"Why was it me who was wrong?"
In the attic that gradually became darker, the woman's eyes gradually went crazy.
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"Mother, is that all?"
Si Wuxie looked at the lonely Fufeng Pavilion in the distance and frowned involuntarily.
"It's enough to destroy her external incarnation." Li Qingtong waved his hand and said: "A woman like Zi Yuan who has stayed on the altar for too long has already suffered enough. Moreover, she has the blood of Lan Huang in her body...
…Maybe it will be useful to the young master.”
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Si Wuxie nodded and was not in a hurry to say anything.
When Li Qingtong was weak, he was still able to lead the [Yin Kui] lineage to make a living and survive in the cracks. His skills in dealing with the world were profound, and he naturally had his purpose.
She just needs to watch and learn slowly.
At this time, a female cultivator flew over.
"Holy Master, Mr. Jingge has called us." The female cultivator said quickly: "The channeling room has initiated multi-party talks!"
Li Qingtong nodded, "It seems that the actions of these two big pavilion elders should have results... Wuxie, just follow me and listen to what they have to say."
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The multi-party talks initiated by the psychic room... are actually a group of people who escaped from [She Ji Tu] before.
The news brought by Mr. Jing Ge and Mr. Xun Ge was not good.
At this time, the portrait of Mr.
So much was done under our noses!”
"So, aren't we in danger?" One of the Holy Land Lords' expression changed greatly.
Mr. Jingge smiled bitterly, "At least currently in [Kunlun City], neither of us can command the [Xianting Army]... The garrison in Xiazhou is too far away."
At this moment, a female Holy Master present at the meeting suddenly changed her face, "Someone is attacking my [Cangshan] Holy Land! No...it's Mr. Jiang Ge's!"
This female Holy Lord's communication soon came to an end.
In the psychic room, Li Qingtong clearly saw everyone's gloomy appearance at this time.
"If, as Mr. Jiang Ge said, as long as the Third Heavenly Lord can hold back the Great Heavenly Lord and the Second Heavenly Lord..." The speaker was an experienced Holy Lord of a first-class Holy Land. During the [Sheji Tu], he was also quick to see opportunities.
, he grabbed Lao Xunge’s thigh at the earliest and was pulled out together, and he was able to escape.
The Holy Lord hurriedly said: "Holy Lord Li, if His Holiness does not come out, we will have to rely on [Luo Shen]. I wonder if the new Holy Emperor has an oracle?"
Everyone looked at Li Qingtong.
Li Qingtong shook his head and said: "My Lord is in retreat. Before entering the retreat, he ordered that no matter what happened, he should not be disturbed."
"How could..."
Several participants were obviously depressed and had dark eyes.
Jingge Lao Dao: "Everyone, I will bring someone in."
Li Qingtong was startled, and then he saw an old man with a white face, a long beard, and a gourd hanging from his waist suddenly appeared in the projection meeting.
Several Holy Lords suddenly exclaimed: "Old Master Shen Gong! You...you are back!"
Grand Pavilion Elder Shen Gong, one of the five pavilion elders, the leader of the Shen Gong Family, the Earth Overlord of [Heaven and Sea], the boss of the Customs and Entry Department of [Alliance]... In an instant, the Holy Lords present at the meeting suddenly became energetic!
Mr. Shen’s family is also a behemoth with a powerful weapon in the [Alliance]!
"I've met Mr. Shen Gongge." Li Qingtong shouted calmly at this time.
The white-faced and long-bearded old man looked at Li Qingtong with squinted eyes, and then said with a smile, "Are you the Holy Lord of the [Luo Shen] Holy Land?"
"Exactly, I am polite."
The old man...the old man from Shen Gong's Grand Pavilion chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Li, I think you are destined to me. If I had known that Friend Li was so powerful, what would I do with you at [Xieyue Mountain]?"
"Old Mr. Shen, you've been at [Xieyue Mountain] all this time?" Mr. Xunge was stunned, looking at this terrible old guy in disbelief.
Mr. Shen Gongge said nonchalantly: "I lost the bet to [Xieyue Mountain], so I went into the mountain and taught lessons for decades... Hey, it hasn't expired yet."
"...You are very good." Mr. Xun Ge was speechless, "Then what do you say now?"
"Far water cannot save a nearby fire." Mr. Shen Gongge said calmly, "But if you want to run away, I can help you arrange a route."
The Holy Lord of that first-class holy land said solemnly: "Can't Mr. Shen Gongge take action? As far as I know, Mr. Jiang Ge has not yet reached out to the [Nantian Gate]! At the moment, Mr. Shen Gongge can completely compete with the second Mo
Mr. Luo joins forces, and with the strength of our family, we will definitely be able to deal with Mr. Jiang Ge... When the local garrison arrives to bring order to the chaos, we still don't know who will win!"
Elder Jingge and Elder Xunge remained silent... In fact, they also meant this.
"[Nantianmen] is so fashionable and has no time to take care of itself." Mr. Shen Gongge shook his head, "Jiang Wang, a fisherman, just wants to absorb the power of the world's luck so that he can wield the Human Emperor Sword and ascend to the position of co-leader of [Kunlun]...
…If he wants to sit on it, just let him sit.”
"This...Mr. Shen Gongge, aren't you afraid that Mr. Jiang Ge will actually get the Human Emperor Sword?"
"Since you kid can escape from [Sheji Tu], how can you be a piece of shit?" Mr. Shen Gongge squinted his eyes, as if he was wondering how this guy got in.
The Holy Master of the first-class Holy Land blushed and said angrily, "I respect you as a senior!"
"The old man can bear it."
The Holy Lord of the First-Class Holy Land was even more angry and wanted to speak...but Mr. Xunge quickly dominated the screen, "Old Mr. Shen, please make it clear...you want us to leave, do you mean that?"
Mr. Jingge's eyes lit up, "Jiang Wang wants to absorb the world's luck... Yes, we really have to leave! If we leave, the world's luck will not be complete. Jiang Wang's reputation is not justified, and the Emperor's sword and buttocks are all gone."
Show him!"
But soon Mr. Jing Ge shook his head again and sighed: "But I'm afraid that once we leave, [Kunlun] will completely fall into Jiang Wang's hands, and he will become powerful. It will be even harder to compete with him in the future.
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In fact, it is difficult at this time. If you stay here, you will be weak and weak, and [Kunlun City] will be in turmoil. There will be no benefits at all.
Dilemma.
"Leave... this is the last resort." Mr. Xun Ge muttered: "But it can't be done. We really have to leave and we can't let Jiang Wang take over the world... However, I think this situation is not unbreakable."
"Mr. Xun Ge, what do you say?"
"Jiang Wang can only use the [She Ji Tu] to forcibly suppress most of the Holy Lords, which is not what they want." Elder Xun Ge muttered: "Once Jiang Wang loses the [She Ji Tu], then the major Holy Lords can break away from the group.
Jiang Laogui's power can be destroyed without attack. I have a rare treasure that can travel through space and hide in the void..."
"I have no talent, but I also keep a spiritual beast [Space Mink] at home. Maybe it can be used!"
"What if we take the initiative and design a plan to induce Mr. Jiang Ge to pretend to negotiate?"
They suddenly started discussing, and later even Mr. Jingge joined in... Li Qingtong listened silently and did not express any opinions.
Mr. Shen Gongge still had the same indifferent attitude... Li Qingtong's heart moved slightly, and he quietly said to Mr. Shen Gongge: "Master Shen Gongge doesn't seem to agree with taking the initiative?"
Mr. Shen Gongge untied the gourd and took a sip. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You can't stop a dying person. The old Taoist has already lit the lighthouse, but he still has to go to the dark place. I, the old Taoist, have no choice but to make it happen."
"What do you mean, Mr. Shen Gong?" Li Qingtong asked softly.
"Fellow Daoist Li knows it well." Mr. Shen Gongge laughed, "But if you want to leave [Luo Shen], you can go to [Heavenly Sea]... If you are sleepy, go to sleep."
Um?
Li Qingtong frowned, but Mr. Shen Gongge cut off the projection directly.
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[Xieyue Mountain], there is a big world within a square inch, and nine major mountains are suspended in the air, each one higher than the next.
On the Eighth Level Mountain, there are pavilions and pavilions. This is the place for all high-level disciples to cultivate... There are Taoists walking in the mountain, there are demons sitting in meditation, and even monks giving lectures. Everyone is immersed in it, just hoping to fall down from the Nineth Level Mountain occasionally.
One or two sentences of Taoism can give you a hint of the true meaning of immortality.
"Why did it break?!" In a pavilion in Yashige Mountain, Mr. Shen Gongge walked out of the tomb angrily. He kicked his eyes and looked at a boy who was writing down a book, "I'm very angry now!"
"Master, your quota has been used up, so it will be cut off naturally." The boy was unhurried, neither humble nor overbearing, and concentrated on writing.
"Use it all?" Mr. Shen Gongge was stunned, "I have been teaching here for decades, and this is it?"
"That's it." The boy said slowly, "The master has given a total of seven lectures in the past fifty years, and this is indeed the limit."
"...Are there any classes starting today?"
The boy said calmly: "The master teased a female disciple during his lecture earlier. Currently, no disciple has signed up for your class."
Mr. Shen Gongge opened his mouth, and finally waved his hand boredly... The boy refused to leave, so he had no choice but to leave by himself and went directly to Jiuzhong Mountain.
Here only Master Shen Gong can climb Jiuchong Mountain at any time.
Pagoda on Jiuchong Mountain.
Master Shen Gong was directly involved.
There was a Taoist sitting in the pagoda... about the size of ten Master Shen Gong, and with all the special effects, Master Shen Gong felt like his eyes were going to be blinded.
Master Shen Gong lost his twilight at this time and walked step by step, getting younger and younger. He stared at the ten Taoists who were as big as him and frowned, "What are you waiting for?"
The Taoist didn't respond.
Master Shen Gong walked back and forth and suddenly turned around, "It shouldn't be like this! This is different from the [future] you and I told you! There is no [darkest day], no [black snow disaster]... not even a catastrophe! They
Instead, let’s start a fight now! You’ve been tricking me for fifty years!”
Finally, the Taoist slowly opened his eyes, "Canglan has no future."
