The northernmost point of Yunlu State is close to the Broken Kingdom. Between the two is a dense space crack, filled with strong space power. Even monks in the transformation stage have difficulty in passing.
Not far from this space rift is the famous Ten Thousand Blades Mountains, where the Holy Demon Sect is stationed.
This mountain range is long and narrow. Although the depth is only a few dozen miles, its length is hundreds of miles away. The thick black mist is like a large dark cloud, covering the entire mountain range, with streaks of blood flashing from time to time.
Under these fogs, there stand countless wide and steep peaks. They are like broad blades, pointing straight to the sky. The top of each peak shoots a black pillar of magic energy into the fog above. There are people inside, as if they are moving.
Presiding over some kind of formation.
In the center of these steep peaks, there is the tallest and thickest peak, which is nearly ten times the size of the other peaks, hundreds of feet wide and thousands of feet long.
On the platform on the top of the mountain, there is a circular magic circle about ten feet in diameter, emitting a faint purple light, with a magic knife standing in the middle.
The blade is about one foot wide and four feet long. The broad blade surface is covered with a layer of dark red light. The tip of the blade is rounded and has no edge. It looks like a heavy knife-shaped iron piece.
The handle is hidden in the magic circle, and the exposed knife handle is quite weird. There are a dozen silver knives arranged on it, and blood-red mist swirls between them. The knife handle looks like some kind of creature with its bloody mouth open.
, wanting to devour the blade.
Several black haloes of light surrounded the surface of the magic knife, exuding a rich and bloody aura. Standing in front of this magic knife, it was like facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and a strong sense of killing came over you.
At this time, three immortal cultivators were sitting cross-legged around the magic sword formation.
The most eye-catching one is a monk wearing a red gold-rimmed cassock, with a fat head and big ears. He has a kind face and a peaceful aura. This man is the abbot of Huatian Temple, the top powerhouse of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zhiyuan.
Another old monk, with a purple-gold staff standing next to him, was the leader of Huatian Temple, Zhiyuan, whom Lu Kun met by the Tongtian River.
As for the third person, she is a woman with a slim figure. She has a soft appearance and looks to be only in her twenties. She has late-stage Nascent Soul magic power surging in her body and controls the magic circle. She is the second elder of the Holy Demon Sect.
, Qi Ruyan.
As the three powerful monks cast spells, the magic sword in the middle would emit a dark red sword light at regular intervals, which would merge with the thick spiritual energy pillar above the Blade's Edge Mountain and disappear into the black mist high in the sky.
After an unknown amount of time, a full thirty rays of sword light were shot out before the three of them stopped casting spells, gathered the power of the Nascent Soul, and slowly opened their eyes.
Looking at the extremely thick black mist in the sky, Qi Ruyan said with gratitude: "Thank you two masters for your help, otherwise I alone would not be able to activate the true power of the Ten Thousand Blades Array."
Abbot Zhiyuan showed a kind smile, giving people a feeling of spring breeze. He clasped his hands and said: "Well done, Great Spirit King Buddha, Fairy Qi, you are so polite. Now that there are changes in the space cracks in the Broken Kingdom, Buddhism naturally cannot let the great spirit king Buddha."
The immortal cultivators in Zhou Dynasty are at war with each other, and I hope that this great formation of ten thousand blades will allow the sects outside to retreat and avoid a big battle."
Qi Ruyan looked at the blood-red magic knife inserted upside down in the center of the formation: "With the magic dragon blade as the formation eye, the magical power of the Ten Thousand Blades Formation has already reached the level of energy transformation. These demon sects in Yunlu Prefecture have no body."
Don’t worry, I’m just afraid that Wu Laomo from Yuanmo Sect will take action.”
At this point, she clenched her fists and said with a bit of hatred in her tone: "Senior Brother Huang and all the junior brothers died in the Southwest Immortal Cultivation World. Maybe it was the old monster who took action secretly. After all, the Demon Dragon Blade attacked the God-Transforming Demon Cultivator."
Temptation beyond imagination.”
"Good Lord, Great Spirit King Buddha."
Following Abbot Zhiyuan's Buddha's name, a peaceful aura emanated, and the hatred in Qi Ruyan's heart seemed to be affected and melted away.
The fat monk said: "I'm afraid Fairy Qi misunderstood Wu Daoyou. At that time, he and Lao Na were at the entrance of the Broken Kingdom. As for the other elders of Yuan Mo Sect, they did not have the strength to wipe out Daoyou Huang and them all."
"If I am right as I expected, many elders of your sect died at the hands of the Body Refining Pavilion."
Qi Ruyan didn't seem to notice the change in her mood. She was slightly stunned and said: "Physical Refining Pavilion?"
Abbot Zhiyuan sighed and said: "Before leaving Dazhou, Fellow Daoist Huang came to Huatian Temple and asked if there were any monks in the immortality stage in the southwestern immortality world."
"The power of my will is quite special, and I have some sense of the world of immortal cultivation in the southwest. Senior Yin has died, and there are no other gods. But I don't know that there is a sect called the Body Refining Pavilion hidden there.
It is a body-training technique that has never appeared in the world of immortality, and its power is terrifying."
"Several Taoist friends from the Holy Demon Sect, fearing that they were overwhelmed by greed, wanted to seize this skill, but they were retaliated by the Body Refining Pavilion."
"Specialized in cultivating the physical body?"
Qi Ruyan showed surprise. If there is such a magical skill, Huang Chong will definitely find a way to get it. The Holy Demon Sect was once the number one demon sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Now that Xishan is declining, her senior brother Huang will not let go of anyone who rises.
Chance.
"But……"
She frowned and said: "Senior Brother Huang and Junior Brother Xue both possess imitation spiritual treasures, plus the elders of our sect, how can they be wiped out with such strength?"
There was something she didn't say in her heart. The Seven Evil Sect was also under the control of the Holy Demon Sect. The combined strength of the two would make it impossible to destroy them unless a monk in the transformation stage took action.
At this time, Zhiyuan, who was holding a staff at the side, slowly said: "Xianzi Qi, by chance, the poor monk met the master of the Body Refining Pavilion by the Tongtian River. His strength is terrifying."
He recalled the situation at that time and said with a wry smile: "It's embarrassing to say that, facing this Master Lu, even though the poor monk had the golden spirit staff in his hand, he was injured after supporting it for a moment. If the other party hadn't intentionally kept his hand, I'm afraid he would have been injured.
The path of death disappears.”
"Pavilion Master Lu was able to use the power of his will to remove it from his body with the help of his senior brother."
At this time, Abbot Zhiyuan on the side stretched out his palm, golden light flashed, and a golden bowl fell into his palm. A gray-black spiritual light floated out in the faint golden light, and an aura mixed with evil and cruelty filled the air.
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Qi Ruyan felt this breath and lost her voice: "The true meaning of evil! This is the special will studied by the senior Holy Demon King. Logically, it has been integrated by Senior Brother Huang. How could it be..."
When Abbot Zhiyuan heard this, he looked a little thoughtful: "I have always felt that this will is a bit weird. It turned out to be created by the senior Holy Demon King. Since Pavilion Master Lu can control this kind of will, he may have integrated the true meaning of the gods.
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"Coupled with the unheard-of body-training techniques, the combat power should be higher than that of Lao Na. With such a terrifying existence and the sect behind it, Huang Daoyou and the others are no match at all."
Qi Ruyan looked at this trace of evil spirit and gritted his teeth and said: "Even if there is a conflict, there is no need to leave all the elders of our sect behind in the Body Refining Pavilion. This person must have taken a fancy to our evil spirit and wants to kill people and seize the treasure."
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Abbot Zhiyuan shook his head and said: "Fairy Qi, Pavilion Master Lu is not targeting the noble sect. He has also taken action against Taixuanzong. I got news from the Shadow Pavilion not long ago that Taixuanzong lost two great monks and many Nascent Soul level disciples."
Elder.
"The person who sold this news is the same person who spread the news of Huang Daoyou's death. Judging from the time when junior brother and Master Lu met, this person is the master of the Body Refining Pavilion."
"How dare he provoke a sect with a god-transforming monk in charge?"
The fat on Abbot Zhiyuan's face shook and he said: "As far as I know, two resource points in Taixuan Sect were destroyed, and there were even battle fluctuations at the level of gods. Pavilion Master Lu probably had a fight with Daoyou Gu.
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"Tai Xuanzong didn't speak out in the face of these rumors. Apparently Gu Daoyou didn't take down Pavilion Master Lu either."
Hearing this, Qi Ruyan seemed to have thought of something, and her face gradually turned pale: "He also broke into Taixuan Sect...Master Abbot, do you think this Pavilion Master Lu will..."
Abbot Zhiyuan looked solemn and nodded: "I also think that Pavilion Master Lu will come over. Another purpose of coming to help this time is to meet Pavilion Master Lu and try to reconcile the grievances between him and the Great Zhou Sect."
"If he continues to attack the high-level immortal cultivators of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the major gods will definitely not sit idly by. Coupled with the attraction of the body training method, it is likely to trigger a bigger war. This is what Buddhism least wants to see.
of."
Following his words, Zhiyuan's body surface emitted a layer of light golden halo, and the peaceful aura around him became even richer.
Qi Ruyan's uneasy mood calmed down a lot, and he said with some respect in his eyes: "Master Abbot is Gao Yi, but master is not a monk who transforms gods after all. If Wu Laomo and that Pavilion Master Lu both come here, they will be invincible with both fists.
Four hands..."
Abbot Zhiyuan recited the Buddha's name and said, "Thank you very much, Fairy Qi, for your concern. Although my cultivation is insufficient, my defensive methods are not weaker than those of monks who transform themselves into gods, so self-protection should not be a problem."
Qi Ruyan looked at the Demonic Dragon Blade in the middle, hesitated and said: "Buddhist skills are unique in their magical power. They can activate demonic energy and spiritual energy at the same time. Can't Master control the Demonic Dragon Blade?"
When Abbot Zhiyuan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, and the peaceful aura around him was taken back by him.
"Lao Na's compassion conflicts with the demon spirit in the Demon Dragon Blade. Forcibly activating it will reduce the magical power of this treasure, or even backfire. It's still Fairy Qi..."
At this moment, he suddenly stopped talking and turned to look to the south of the mountains.
"What a strong fluctuation of demonic energy! Could it be that Fellow Daoist Wu is really here?"