"Master!" Xiang Qingcheng's eyes turned slightly red. Yuqing Immortal Palace is far away from Dongzhou and adjacent to Beiming. It has never interfered in Dongzhou affairs. Xiang Qingcheng knew how difficult it was for Master to make such a decision.
"Hey, you don't have to feel guilty. Your master has had a lot of talks with me. It's not fair to you to forcefully cut off your past."
The old monster Wushan shook his head and drifted away, "Remember, the Five Absolute Monks of the Buddhist Sect are in the Tiger Formation, and there are four Mahayana and Tribulation Transcendence monks. Their profound knowledge is far beyond that of the Immortal Palace. If you want to take action, you must do it in one fell swoop.
Stabilize the universe so as not to bring unexpected disasters to the Immortal Palace."
"Yes, Uncle Master, please remember this. Thank you Master for me. Now that this is over, I will definitely return to Yuqing Immortal Palace and fulfill the obligations of a disciple." Xiang Qingcheng bowed deeply.
"I'm still reluctant to let go of the future head of the palace like this." Old Monster Wushan watched Xiang Qingcheng's figure drifting away from the bamboo forest, and sighed with emotion, "Falling flowers are intentional, and flowing water is ruthless.
What a pity for that boy Sikong."
"The most difficult thing in the world to figure out is the word love. Each one has its own destiny. If she is restricted to the palace gate, her cultivation will stop here if she has worries." At this time, an old man with white hair and a childish face would stop here.
The woman held a long staff of ice chi, and in a flash, she reached the side of the old monster Wushan. This old woman was none other than the current master of the Yuqing Immortal Palace, Yuxu Zhenren.
"Senior sister failed to successfully survive the thunder tribulation, but she can still protect the palace gate for a while, otherwise the immortal palace really doesn't know where it will go." Wushan said, "I have intervened in the previous contacts between Shan Bing and King Lu Dan.
, let Shan Bing handle it this time, I hope she won't have any scruples and can resolve this issue smoothly."
"I hope so."
Wow... Among the monks, a group of Yeshi tribesmen with mountain-shaped heads looked solemn. Among the many monks, the Yeshi tribe was one of the very few who didn't like flying in the air. It seemed that they could only fly when their feet were on the ground.
Only the shale people feel down-to-earth.
In the Chaos Demon Realm, the single strength of the Yeshi Clan is no better than that of other monks, and no other ethnic group has the various means to change it. But relatively speaking, the entire Yeshi Clan has never been able to survive in the past when they were cultivating by slashing and burning and drinking blood.
When Lu Xiaotian arrived, he inherited a high degree of unity and obedience, or a strong belief.
This kind of belief is also passed down from generation to generation among the weak people in Shale Stone. As for those who are successful practitioners like Ba Li, as time goes by, the originally deep-rooted belief seems to have been ingrained into their souls.
The imprint is average.
Driven by this belief, even though the Yeshi people are not as good as others in various means such as fighting, the group fighting skills of the Yeshi people have reached a level that other races can only dream of. People who embark on the path of cultivating immortals
, they are all pursuing their own way. Even if they practice the same method, different encounters lead to different understandings for everyone. Over time, the differences will become bigger and bigger.
Only the Page Stone clan members, under the belief that penetrates deeply into their souls, still maintain a high degree of unity. At this time, when thousands of Page Stone clan members formed a formation, the feeling of complete and complete chill made everyone who witnessed this scene feel shocked.
Shocked.
Looking at these thousands of formations of Yeshi tribesmen, many of the monks looked like well-trained military formations among mortals. However, these people in formation each carried mana fluctuations of different strengths and weaknesses.
This uniform military formation is like ordinary mortals, but it is far more uniform than Segu's army. It is as thick as a mountain and as thick as the earth. It seems that this military formation is inherently integrated with the earth.
On the opposite side, hundreds of monks who were heading to the Demon Realm also changed their expressions when they encountered the military formation of the Yeshi Tribe.
"Amitabha, the poor monk thought that he had never offended the nobles, so why should the nobles be enemies of the Buddha?" The black-faced monk at the head clasped his hands together and walked out from the crowd. He just looked at the Ye Shi tribe in front of him, which was a unified body.
, with a momentum of no return, neither Wu Que nor the junior brother behind him wanted to live or die with the Yeshi tribesmen in front of him.
"If the Lord humiliates his subjects and dies, the Yeshi Clan and the Buddha Sect will fight to the death!" In the opposite Yeshi Clan's military formation, a burly middle-aged man with a face as cold as iron hit the ground with a big shield in his hand. Behind him were hundreds of tribesmen.
The movements were also uniform, with hundreds of large shields slamming heavily onto the ground.
Buzz! As these hundreds of large earth-yellow shields fell, a thick earth-yellow ripple rippled across the entire ground, rushing towards the hundreds of monks on the opposite side with great speed.
"Dique Sword Style, attack!" the middle-aged man at the head roared.
The spiritual sword in the hands of the hundreds of stone tribesmen was drawn forward, and countless earthy yellow spiritual lights rose from the ground, converging into a giant sword, and slashed towards the hundreds of Buddhist monks on the opposite side.
Most of the hundreds of monks on the opposite side chanted the Buddha's name, and the bursts of the Buddha's sounds formed a huge bell in the sky above them. Even if these hundreds of monks learned the art of battle, they were not inferior to other sects.
Compared with ethnic groups, it is impossible to achieve such a high degree of consistency.
The huge bell in the mouth alone could not block the attacks of hundreds of stone tribesmen. In a short moment, the giant bell was already unstable, and the energy that formed the giant bell was fluctuating in disorder. It was torn apart from time to time.
Gaps big and small.
Other monks each offered their own magic weapons to make up for these recurring gaps.
"The Wrath of the Earth!"
"There is no return!"
"Shale's ambition!"
"Death but no life!"
Boom-boom------Hundreds of stone tribesmen became one, and with another sword strike, hundreds of people stepped forward together. The sound of heavy footsteps fell to the ground like the beating of war drums. The murderous aura made me feel a little nervous.
It can be almost directly defeated by it.
The feet of the Yeshi clan members are not very fast when they step on the ground, but it gives the impression that a giant war beast is coming towards them. Once they are involved in the vortex of war, they cannot escape.
"These Ye Stone Clan are all lunatics!" Many demon clans or other monks watched this scene from a distance. Over the years, the number of Lords of the Ye Stone Clan has also been expanding rapidly. As the number of monks increases,
The occupied resources and territory will naturally grow accordingly.
The Yeshi tribe is no longer a small barbaric tribe that was confined to the uninhabited wilderness and could be wiped out at any time due to an accident. After so many years, the number of the Yeshi tribe has grown to millions, and outsiders have not
I don’t know the exact number. Compared to their cultivation, the Shale Stone Clan is not the most outstanding, but these Shale Stone Clan have crazy worship and admiration for the rumored King Lu Dan.
Even if Lu Xiaotian is suppressed by the Buddha Sect this time, in the eyes of outsiders, it is not a crime of war. Being able to fight against the five great monks of the Buddha Sect alone is an honor even if he is defeated. But in the eyes of the Yeshi Clan, a saint can fight against the five great monks alone.
, isolated and helpless. For so many years, the Yeshi tribe has been protected by the saint, but they have never been able to provide due help to the saint. This makes the entire Yeshi tribe full of humiliation.