"Things like this are not what we should be concerned about. But since the Yun family has closed the formation, it means that the front line should be stable, and it may even be..."
But as soon as this statement came out, someone immediately retorted: "Impossible! I heard that the evil riot a thousand years ago lasted for several months! This evil riot only started a few days ago? How is it possible? It’s so easy to fight off those evil spirits!”
Someone else whispered in a low voice, "I heard that during the evil riot a thousand years ago, monks from various sects suffered heavy casualties, and some sects were directly transformed from large sects into small sects. It is said that the head of the seven sects in Yuezhou was not the Qingxuan Sect today. But the ancient city of Dangmo..."
"That's nonsense. How do you know something that has happened for more than a thousand years?" Someone immediately retorted, "Qingxuan Sect, that is a sect that has been around for thousands of years. It is an ancient sect that has existed since the ancient Daqian Empire."
"I don't deny its merits, but even though it's older, Dangmo Ancient City is probably the oldest sect in Yuezhou! I heard that Dangmo Ancient City has existed for more than ten thousand years."
…
As the formation on the island was opened, the hearts of many people gradually relaxed.
Although everyone does not know much about the situation on the front line, many people are optimistic from the fact that Red Dragon Pavilion has released formations on major islands.
Therefore, after the sorrow in everyone's hearts gradually subsided, various boasting phenomena gradually reared their heads.
It was obvious that their emotions were gradually released.
The facts are also developing for the better as they guessed.
The black cloud like a millstone in the distant horizon is gradually getting smaller and smaller until it disappears.
The monks on the Eighteen Islands of Red Dragon are not very clear about this. After all, they have not seen it up close and they have not felt much shock.
But the monks on the front line quickly discovered the clues after discovering that the Mo Yun was gradually disappearing, and were shocked by what they saw.
They saw the millstone-like evil mist shrinking and weakening, and they also felt the evil spirits roaring and struggling in the evil mist, but they could not break free from the evil cloud.
Until they discovered that there was a huge gourd above the millstone-like evil cloud, where it was sucking and swallowing the evil mist like crazy. They were dumbfounded.
Could it be that before... it was such a terrifying fairy gourd!
This is the emotion that most monks express when they see that huge gourd.
Only the fairy gourd has such power!
Did they ever think about it? The gathering of these evil mists was brewing a more violent wave of attacks. Who would have thought that the result would be like this?
That fairy gourd? Whose treasure is it?
How did it manage to swallow the evil mist so crazily?
Is this fairy gourd a bottomless pit?
Can't blame them for thinking this way? If it wasn't a bottomless pit, how could it hold such a huge amount of evil mist?
The little gourd spirit said: You can have more!
It wasn't until night that all the evil mist in the sky disappeared. Finally, even the fairy gourd disappeared. Only then did the monks come back to their senses.
Then, there were suddenly more speculations about the fairy gourd.
Unfortunately, all the answers are far from the real answer.
Who would have thought that the real owner of this fairy gourd would be hiding in an underground cave at this time, silently worrying about this increasingly powerful gourd?
Jun Buqi is indeed very distressed.
Is Sister Corpse his golden thigh? She is the guarantee that he will survive in this world.
But this gourd is his strong foundation. Without this gourd? Where did he get the seven-color enlightenment liquid? Without the seven-color enlightenment liquid, how could he achieve enlightenment easily?
Can't he have an epiphany easily? How can he improve rapidly?
Isn't it because he is belittling himself? His talent is really incomparable to those geniuses? At most, his spiritual power is more powerful than that of the monks of his generation.
Maybe if he loses the gourd now, he won't lose much combat power, but the speed of cultivation can definitely be said to be a car that has directly lost its source of power.
It's like changing from a high-speed train to a bicycle.
Therefore, it would definitely be a lie to say that I am not distressed or worried.
You must know that immortal soldiers can choose their own masters, and the little broken bird is a lesson.
If you want to prevent the Immortal Soldiers from switching to others, unless you are stronger than the Immortal Soldiers and can forcibly suppress them, you can only watch them suffer.
Little gourd essence is a typical example.
Now Jun Buqi can only pray that the little gourd spirit is not the kind of gourd spirit who crosses rivers and burns bridges.
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At the same time, on the front line of Chilongze, countless monks looked at each other.
"Is the war over?"
Seeing the evil mist being swept away, the sky returning to clarity, and the stars and moon emerging from the human world, many monks were looking at each other cautiously and wary of their surroundings.
Even those strong men did not relax their vigilance easily at this time.
However, during their spiritual sweep, there was indeed no evil spirit, and they did not see the Immortal Gourd, which made them somewhat regretful.
I originally thought I could see the owner of the fairy gourd!
But it is right to think about it. As long as he is not a fool, the owner of the fairy gourd will not appear here, otherwise he will really become the target of public criticism.
As a result, they pushed the defense line from Chilongze to the southeast, preparing to join Mihundang and the monks on both sides of Ten Thousand Poison Forests to surround the Evil Dragon Mountain Range.
Pushing all the way to the west of the Evil Dragon Mountain Range, I didn't encounter any decent evil spirits.
Therefore, from three directions, the seven Yuezhou sects, the monks of those first-class sects, and the three ghost kings who fascinated the Wangui Kingdom finally surrounded the Evil Dragon Mountain Range.
"Pavilion Master Chu, Master Huiyuan, you are finally here!"
When the army of monks from Chilongze appeared to the west of the Evil Dragon Mountains, several figures appeared in the sky above where they were, transmitting a message.
"All the sect masters came hand in hand. It's rude for me to welcome you from afar!" Chu Yu, the master of Tianshui Pavilion, saluted calmly, "I wonder if you, sect masters, have any advice for coming here this time?"
When everyone landed, Gu Zhixiao, the owner of the Evergreen Valley, glanced at the sect leaders and said: "I came here because of the matter in the Evil Dragon Mountain Range. Maybe this time is an opportunity. We are going to send some comrades in to see what happens.
, I wonder what Pavilion Master Chu and Master Huiyuan think?"
"Not at all!" Chu Yu shook his head directly and said: "It is not that no monks have entered the Evil Dragon Mountain Range in the past, but how many of the monks who entered returned safely? Even if they entered in the external avatar, they would eventually lose contact with the external avatar.
Come on!"
Gu Zhixiao nodded and said: "So, we need the help of the owner of that sacred object."
"Sacred object? You are talking about the fairy gourd, right?" Chu Yu nodded slightly, "If there is help from the fairy gourd, it is indeed an opportunity. Do you know who its owner is?"