Zhongzhou in Qi State connects the four states in the southeast, northwest and northwest. It is a barren desert for thousands of miles. There is no green in the desert and there are no plants such as cacti. It is a completely dead land.
In the center of the desert is a huge pit. Although it is only a few feet deep, it is a thousand feet in diameter. The bottom of the pit is filled with cracked rocks, and strong winds blow out from the cracks from time to time.
Not long ago, a group of immortal cultivators appeared outside this lifeless pit.
They were staying on the west side of the pit. There were about sixty people, and they were basically all Foundation Establishment Stage monks, but there were also more than a dozen Pill Formation Stage monks inside.
At the front of the team were three old men with unfathomable magic power. They were floating quietly in the air. The Demonic Cultivators at the back of the Alchemy Stage glanced at them with awe from time to time. It was obvious that these three old men were Nascent Soul Stage monks.
These teams gathered together, like a mixture of many sects, are the forces in Xizhou.
Most of them are members of the five sects and three tribes, and the rest are members of the alliance of scattered cultivators. Although there are many cultivators in Xizhou, they are wary of each other, just like a piece of scattered sand.
In secret realms such as the Yiyuan Secret Realm, they can only form an alliance, otherwise they will not be able to compete with the three major demon sects of Qi.
As for the three Nascent Soul stage old monsters in front, they are from the Five Sects, the Three Tribes and the Loose Cultivators Alliance.
As time passed, the whistling wind in the pit became louder and stronger, making the robes of the monks in Xizhou rustle.
One of them, a fat old man in Nascent Soul stage wearing brocade clothes, opened his eyes and murmured: "The strong wind in the secret realm is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that it will open in the next few days."
A bald old man next to him said in surprise: "Strange, according to our estimation, it will be at least a month before the secret realm is opened. Is this year something special?"
The fat old man looked around and said with a smile: "Isn't this good! Except for us in Xizhou, the three major demon sects have not arrived yet. If the secret realm is opened in advance, we will have an advantage."
The bald old man also showed joy, but then his expression froze: "Damn it, the people from Qishamen are here so early."
The obese old man also seemed to sense something and looked towards the north. As for the third old man with white hair and beard, there was no reaction at all, as if he was not interested in what was happening in the outside world.
I saw a large yellow airship appearing in the mid-air to the north. The number of people on it was clearly visible. There were thirty people in total. Standing at the front of the airship was a middle-aged man and woman with vast demonic aura. They were Nascent Soul stage monks.
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When the bald old man saw this, he had an unlucky look on his face: "It is the Soul Evil Demon Lord and the Golden Evil Demon Lord who are leading the team. Among the twenty-eight people behind them, seven are in the Pill Formation stage and 21 are in the Foundation Establishment stage."
The top magical power of the Qisha Sect is the Qisha True Demonic Skill. It has a secret technique that allows seven people to join forces and increase their combat power. The disciples who come to participate in the One Yuan Secret Realm naturally use "seven" as the unit.
After entering the secret realm, as long as seven people are together, they can explode with amazing fighting power. It is obvious that the seven monks in the Danjie stage are the Seven Evils. Although the Qi Evil Sect has captured a Blood Evil by the Blood Refining Sect, there are
Candidate disciples have little impact.
The fat old man said: "Those little guys in the foundation building stage must be in groups of seven, divided into three teams. According to the practice of the Qisha Sect, this trip to the secret realm should be used as the selection of the Qisha sons. After the secret realm is over, the evil spirits will be gathered.
The people with the most will become the Qishazi in the future."
The bald old man said with an ugly face: "To condense the evil spirit, it means killing enough monks of the same level."
The fat old man gritted his teeth and said: "These guys really treat us like fish in Xizhou and let them slaughter us."
If you think about it, you will know that the best ones to kill among the monks of the same level are naturally the demon cultivators in Xizhou. Although there are many people in Xizhou, they will definitely be scattered after entering the secret realm, and their combat effectiveness is still weak compared to the other two sects.
few.
The two Nascent Soul stage demon cultivators at the front of the Qishamen flying boat glanced in the direction of Xizhou, then ignored them and looked towards the south with solemn expressions.
The obese old man and the bald old man also sensed something and turned around to look.
At this time, from the horizon in the south, a black war boat with a length of more than ten feet came through the sky. The structure of the war boat looked extremely precise, with complex lines and runes carved on it. It was much more advanced than the flying boats of Qishamen.
It is the Blood Cloud Flying Boat of the Blood Refining Sect.
"As expected of the number one demon sect in the Qi Kingdom, this Blood Cloud Flying Boat is a top-notch war weapon at first glance. With this flying boat around, the other two sects will never dare to start a war easily."
The fat old man then shrank his pupils and showed a hint of fear: "The leader is actually Situ Laomo. This guy's Blood Demon Skill has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Even if the three of us join forces, it won't be his."
opponent."
"The Blood Refining Sect is really cautious. With such a strong person sitting in charge, even if the Seven Evil Sect and the Yuanying Stage monks of the Yin Yang Holy Sect have any intentions, they can completely stop them."
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Lu Kun was currently on the right side of the Xueyun flying boat. He stood with his hands behind his hands and quietly looked at the scene outside the flying boat, feeling filled with emotion in his heart.
"Sure enough, it is exactly the same as the breath of the Dead Sea. There is no energy breath at all."
"By the way, I forgot to ask that guy from Demon Soul about the ancient secrets last time."
Lu Kun suddenly felt a little annoyed. Half a year ago, after he heard about Demon Soul's backing in the Blood Refining Sect, he forgot to ask about the relationship between Demon Cave, Demon Spirit Island, Demon Island, and the One Yuan Secret Realm.
"People from Xizhou and Qishamen are here, but the Yin Yang Holy Sect has not come yet." At this time, Xu Zihang walked up to Lu Kun and said a little strangely.
Lu Kun narrowed his eyes and looked around, and saw two groups of immortal cultivators in the west and north of the pit, while the east was empty, with no men and horses from Dongzhou Yin Yang Holy Sect.
Not long after the Blood Cloud Flying Boat arrived, the strong wind in the holes and gaps in front of it surged in vain. Lu Kun faintly sensed that there was spiritual energy emerging in front of him.
"Hey, it's strange how the secret realm was opened in advance."
"It's normal for some spiritual energy to leak out occasionally. Unless demonic energy and demonic energy appear together, it means that the secret realm is about to open."
The words of some Core Formation Stage monks were heard in front of the Blood Cloud Flying Boat, causing the Foundation Stage disciples behind them to stretch their necks one by one and look curiously at the potholes below.
Lu Kun raised his eyebrows. After a moment of effort, he sensed demonic energy again. In other words, the pit in front of him was filled with the aura of demonic auras.
As the two energies increased, yellow and white colors gradually appeared in the strong wind, and a violent aura began to emerge. Lu Kun seemed to feel that he was in a sea of chaos.
White and yellow mixed whirlwinds gradually formed, and the rocks with cracks at the bottom of the pit also shook, and there was a powerful force inside that was about to explode.
"Boom!"
Along with countless roars, a black mist emerged from the cracks in the rocks, and the surrounding demon cultivators felt the pure demonic energy contained in the mist.
"boom!"
The three types of energy were mixed together, and the violent energy exploded directly, shattering the rocks at the bottom of the pit. An invisible air flow, mixed with countless gravel, impacted in all directions.
Several Nascent Soul stage monks outside the pit were well prepared and cast spells one after another. The thick and huge magic shield blocked this turbulent airflow.
At the bottom of the pit below, a bright silver forbidden light curtain appeared, replacing the original rock, and an extremely simple and forbidden aura rushed towards the face.