Soon, the thick yellow-white fog in front gradually dissipated, and a lush and huge island was vaguely visible inside.
Everyone could see clearly that there was a shield exuding a faint silver light outside the island. Although the silver light on the shield was quite dim, the aura emanating from it made all the immortal cultivators who approached feel a wave of excitement.
shock.
This shield that was exposed to everyone was one or two hundred feet high, and it covered the entire island. It could be said to be the largest coverage circle they had ever seen.
The distance of ten miles is very short for the foundation-building monks. The fastest foundation-building Dzogchen monks have already surpassed the disciples of the ten sects and arrived outside this layer of silver light.
Some of them seemed to be chased by hungry wolves. Regardless of their fear of the silver light, they immediately took out the demon order and started to activate it impatiently.
Then they were protected by a burst of light and submerged into the shield. Not long after, the immortal cultivators from the ten sects also entered it.
At this time, Lu Kun was standing on the spirit shuttle, mixed in with the other casual cultivators, and slowly approached the silver shield outside Demon Island. He looked at the shield that was less than two hundred feet high, and sighed secretly in his heart.
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"At such a height, my move cannot exert its maximum power."
After muttering something in his mouth, Lu Kun glanced at the Scarlet Lian Sect disciples again and saw that they had been wrapped in light and passed through the silver light shield.
So he quickly took out the demon order, poured mana into it, and followed behind under the protection of a burst of white light.
This silver mask looks like a thin layer on the outside, but it's actually quite thick.
After activating the demon order, Lu Kun found himself in the space within the light shield, and at the same time, an ethereal and terrifying energy swept over him.
At this moment, Lu Kun felt as if he had been stripped naked and exposed to this energy. This energy seemed to find nothing in Lu Kun's body and quickly withdrew.
At this moment, Lu Kun flew out of the silver light shield, and while the world was spinning, he felt that the spirit shuttle landed on a platform.
Then he looked at the scene in front of him, sighed in his heart, and said to himself, "As expected."
This place is a huge circular platform, and combined with the scenery in the distance, it can be judged that this platform is the peak of a mountain.
Above the top of the mountain is the silver shield that exudes a heart-stopping aura, and behind the platform is also a silver shield.
At this time, there were about a dozen immortal cultivators standing on the platform. They were all the last batch of casual cultivators to enter here. They all looked nervous and looked outside the platform.
Outside the platform, there were about twenty immortal cultivators wearing various costumes, surrounding the place.
After Lu Kun was introduced by the lean man outside, he recognized at a glance that these disciples were disciples of the last five sects: Ji Mo Palace, Tian Sha Sect, Xing Yue Pavilion, Gu Du Sect and Tian Fu Sect.
"I wonder why fellow Taoists surrounded us?" One of the casual cultivators couldn't stand such a quiet and strange atmosphere and said.
This sentence directly made many monks in the five sects burst into laughter. At the same time, they looked at the casual cultivators with more and more malicious expressions.
One of the male cultivators from Tianshamen said: "Hey, you may not know that all human cultivators, no matter where they enter the Demon Island, will appear on this spiritual platform."
"Those guys before were smarter. They knew that our ten sects would clear out the area every time and entered Demon Island in advance. However, with the Taoist sect, Luoyun Valley and the others went to hunt them down, and they were no better than you."
When these casual cultivators heard this, their faces darkened. There were only about ten of them, but the opponent had more than twenty people, and they were all elite disciples of the ten sects. When the two sides started fighting, most of the casual cultivators were not
opponent.
After the Tianshamen disciple finished speaking, two casual cultivators took out the demon order again and retreated towards the shield behind them.
As a result, they found that no matter how they activated the demon order, they could not re-enter the silver mask.
The male cultivator from Tianshamen laughed loudly and said: "You casual cultivators think that by chance, you have obtained the demon order, and you can safely enter here to try to form pills. Hey, you don't know many things here."
"In the first month after the Demon Island appeared, you could only enter but not leave with the Demon Order. After one month, no one could get in or out. Only in the last month of the third year could you activate the Demon Order to leave the Demon Island.
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"You don't have to struggle pointlessly."
Seeing the murderous intent in the eyes of the disciples of these ten sects, Lu Kun locked his consciousness on several magic weapons in the storage bag and looked at the people in front of him calmly.
Although he had some vague guesses about this scene, like these casual cultivators, he had no elders to inform him about the situation inside Demon Island, and he had no idea that everyone would appear on such a platform after entering.
Now there is a silver light shield above and behind them, making it impossible to escape. If they want to survive, they can only fight the disciples of the ten sects head-on and wait for an opportunity to escape.
A male cultivator from the Extreme Demon Palace suddenly said in a bewitching voice: "But if you give a trace of your soul power into our hands, we can spare your life."
Seeing some of the casual cultivators showing strange expressions, the male cultivator was shocked, and his voice was full of temptation: "Don't worry, this power of the soul will not have any impact on you, it just can't attack us.
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"Of course, on the other hand, we can't kill you either."
Then, a casual cultivator looked clear and said in a voice that contained magic: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Do you dare to believe what Jimo Palace says?"
This sentence immediately brought some confused casual cultivators back, and they couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.
"Yes, if I hand over this trace of my soul power, I may not be able to survive or die, and I will only be able to serve as the other party's puppet from now on."
"It seems there is no way out."
"We can only fight to the death."
Just when these casual cultivators secretly made up their minds to fight, a blood-red light rushed out from the casual cultivators and flew towards the disciples of the Xingyue Pavilion among the five sects.
The leader of Xingyue Pavilion was a sword-browed man. When he saw this scene, he snorted: "Seeking death!"
Then two magic disks with Bagua formations printed on them appeared in his hand. Under the urging of his powerful magic power, these two magic disks rushed straight towards the blood-red light.
Just when the two were about to meet, the bloody light suddenly changed, and the front part quickly turned into a huge blood-red hand, exuding a disgusting aura.
The big bloody hand grabbed the two magic plates and pressed them down towards the Xingyue Pavilion disciples.
"Blood Demon Hand! Red Demon Kung Fu!"
The sword-browed man's expression changed, and he immediately recognized this strange blood-red hand.