One Thousand Five Hundred and Two Parties Prepared

After Xiao Chen rescued the three major holy places, the remnants of the major holy places and countless escaped warriors all went to Tianxing Island.

The bloody Tianxing Island has ushered in a short period of calm and gained some time to breathe.

But everyone knows that this is just the tranquility before the rain, and a bigger storm is still slowly accumulating.

My lord, it is not so simple to let it go.

One must know that Zhou Tianxing Palace and the eight statues of immortals on Wan Yao Island were all retreated by him on his own initiative.

No one knew what he was really planning and what kind of ulterior purpose he had.

Treasure Lord Mansion, in the secret island where it is located.

Religious buildings with dark colors and dark styles are built everywhere on the island. The black temples, on the walls, are painted with strange patterns that have never appeared in the Kunlun world.

In the center of the island, in a huge square, there are countless strange statues.

In the square, there was a mysterious black cave, filled with warriors as sacrifices. The screams of fear came from the depths of the cave, and then stopped abruptly, making people shudder and shudder.

The cave is actually an altar, an altar that no one has seen before, and the treasure master silently looked at the warriors who were filled into the cave.

Except for the scar on his face, outsiders can never see his true face, as if shrouded in a cloud of fog, just like his mysterious identity.

His true appearance, from beginning to end, has always been a mystery.

On the edge of the altar, there are many old men in black, who are repairing complicated patterns. As warriors are continuously filled in, a huge black phantom can be seen in the sky above the altar.

Whoosh whoosh!

One after another silhouettes descended from the sky and landed behind Treasure Master. Young Treasure Master Yi Ling was also among them. These were all Treasure Master's sons, but they were adopted sons, not their own.

"Father, the immortal statues have been strengthened, and all of them can use magic weapons."

Young Treasure Lord Yi Ling took a step forward, a look of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he spoke.

"Can you use the magic weapon?"

The treasure master turned around, and there was a hint of interest in his words, and he said softly: "These people move really fast, go and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he opened his hands, a huge black curtain surrounded everyone, and then a black light flashed.

When it appears next time, the treasure master brought all the adoptive sons to the Penglai Fairy Sea.

That's right, the maintenance and repair of the fairy statues are all operated by the cultivators of Penglai Xianhai. The use of puppet beads to imitate the refining orbs is also done by these cultivators.

In the vast sea area, seventeen statues of immortals hovered above the sea.

Immortal cultivators in Sichuan robes stepped on various magic weapons and danced around the immortal. From time to time, they shot out a ray of light and escaped into the statue, under the repair of these immortal cultivators.

The immortal statue that has gone through the great battle is now renewed and stronger.

"Master Uncle, Master Bao is here."

A disciple quickly flew up to an old man, bent down and said respectfully, the old man is the only remaining Yunchen Xianzun in Penglai Xianhai.

He is famous all over the world for refining medicine, and he has reached the pinnacle of alchemy and fire together, and he is also very knowledgeable about refining weapons.

The work of repairing the fairy statue was naturally handed over to him.

Hearing the arrival of the treasure master, Yunchen Xianzun's eyebrows flashed a ray of helplessness, he waved his hand to let the disciple go down, turned into a streamer, and came to the teleportation array of Penglai Xianhai.

"Fellow Daoist Yunchen, I heard that the fairy statue can use the magic weapon, so I must credit you."

With a hint of a smile on his face, the treasure master flew out of the teleportation array to say hello to Yunchen Xianzun.

Yunchen Xianzun didn't say much: "Follow me."

A group of people followed the footsteps of Yunchen Xianzun to the place where the seventeen statues of immortals were located.

Immortal Venerable Yunchen waved his hand, and the immortal cultivators around the immortal statues immediately dispersed. There were only seventeen immortal statues standing above the sea, watching everyone with cold eyes.

The heavy immortal power emanates from the statues. Even after millions of years of death, the coercion of these statues is still palpitating.

It's hard to imagine how powerful they were when they were alive.

It is even more difficult to imagine what kind of enemy it is that makes such a powerful immortal die in the end.

As a cultivator, Immortal Yunchen stood in front of these immortal statues, and his mood was always complicated.

Only after the treasure master showed a hint of displeasure, did Immortal Yun Chen come back to his senses, took out the puppet bead, and shot out a flash of spiritual light.

boom!

A strong light erupted from the body of the statue, and the adoptive sons of the treasure master were blown away one by one.

The only ones who can deal with it safely are Baozhu and Yunchen Xianzun.

A satisfied smile appeared on the treasure master's face that outsiders couldn't see clearly, and an ancient magic weapon flew out of each fairy statue.

Or a flying sword, or a battle flag, or a bell, or an ancient mirror...

"That's right, with this wedge treasure, the fighting power of the Immortal Statue has been increased by more than 50%. By the way, thinking of how to make up for it, there is no weakness in my heart."

Master Yunchen shook his head and said: "There is no way. The move of the Azure Dragon King is an attack that blooms from the inside. No matter how the outside is strengthened, there is no way to avoid that move."

Master Bao frowned and said, "Trouble, luckily he doesn't [,!] dare to use that trick casually, so let's do it."

"Father, when are we going to strike and wipe out those people from Tianxing Island?" Young Treasure Lord Yi Ling stepped forward and asked.

The treasure master looked at the statue of the immortal, and said casually: "No hurry, you should use the orb first, get acquainted with it, how to control the statue of the immortal, let's talk about how to use the magic weapon."

After the treasure master left, Yunchen Immortal Venerable came to the halfway of a spiritual mountain in Penglai Xianhai, where a warrior lived.

In the Penglai Xianhai where there are all immortal cultivators, this martial artist who is not from the Palace of the Treasure Lord looks very different.

Its appearance is old, haggard, and lack of energy, but it has a famous name, Xie Changtian!

That's right, it was Lei Di's good friend who taught him back then, Xie Changtian who founded the Changtian Sword Sect after Lei Di's death. The person Xiao Chen was looking for, as Xiao Chen guessed, he was indeed in the Penglai Fairy Sea .

"he's gone?"

Xie Changtian didn't say who he was, but Immortal Yunchen knew that he was talking about the treasure master.

"He's gone. It's still the same as before. It's still unfathomable and impossible to see through. I didn't notice. You can move your hands and feet. It's not an easy thing to hide from him."

Xie Changtian was drinking, as if talking about an unimportant, trivial matter.

Yunchen Xianzun said: "No, I am the only one left in the world. No one can detect what I want to hide. No matter how strong he is, he can't find out."

"Hahaha, you are also crazy. In order to save the Penglai Xianhai, the two great immortals are willing to die and seek the way of ghosts and immortals, but you are burying the entire Penglai Xianhai with your own hands."

Xie Changtian took a gulp of his wine, laughed loudly, a little crazy, seemed drunk, then woke up.

Immortal Venerable Yunchen looked at the poor man, and said in a deep voice: "Actually, I have always wanted to know why he never killed you, but instead wasted a lot of resources for you to save your life."

Xie Changtian smiled and said: "It's nothing, it's okay to tell you, anyway, now that the general trend has come, he doesn't care about anything. Because in this world, only I have seen his true face, and only I know who he is. If he kills me, the news , and it will be passed on to the world.”

"But it doesn't matter, even if his identity is exposed now, it can't change anything. The general situation has already been established, and the ending of Kunlun's destruction cannot be changed. What you have done is just useless."

Yunchen Immortal Venerable took a sip of his drink, remained silent and did not object.

Those who have never seen the true strength of the treasure master will never know how powerful the treasure master is.

...

The world of the sky, the ancient land, the bottom of Qianlong Lake. Chu Chaoyun, who was wearing the royal costume of the Tianwu Dynasty, looked at the empty tomb of Emperor Tianwu without a glance.

After helping Xiao Chen in the Kunlun Realm, he came here with the heart of the sky and has stayed until now.

He didn't come to commemorate anything, he didn't have any good feelings for the first Emperor Tianwu.

That was the sinner in his mind, the enemy he tried his best to get rid of.

He obviously has the strength to reach the sky, but after creating the Tianwu Dynasty, he let go and left without caring about anything.

To him, the Tianwu Dynasty is just a toy like a game, even if he really knows that the Dynasty has collapsed.

Everyone in the royal family died tragically without exception, and I am afraid they will remain indifferent.

Is this interesting?

If you don't care, why bother to create a dynasty, don't you know the disaster that the collapse of the dynasty will bring to the royal family?

The other party will never understand the pain and torture, the mouse-like desolation hiding in the dark.

I don't know that there is a person. Since he was a teenager, he has been told that he is the last blood of Emperor Tianwu in the sky, and he has received all kinds of inhuman training.

Hatred was burning like fire in Chu Chaoyun's heart, and two rays of light, one black and one white, quickly flickered around him.

On his face, traces of black lines appeared, like magic lines.

That is the negative effect brought about by the confrontation between darkness and light, and the pain brought by the practice of chaotic artistic conception is far beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Darkness and light are the two most opposing attributes in the world, and every impact can cause pain that makes people overwhelmed with pain.

Close your eyes, and after a while, the black lines on your face slowly recede.

When he opened his eyes again, he showed a calm and calm smile again.

In fact, most of the time, he really doesn't care about anything, he is already a forgetful person.

Whoosh whoosh!

Above the head of the lake, a series of figures fell, and all the important figures of the survivors of the Tianwu Dynasty appeared.

If there are other warriors from the firmament world here, they will definitely be surprised. These people are all big figures in the firmament world.

"Young master, there is news from senior Leng Yue that the eighteen demon emperors have received orders from the leader of the Nether world, and they are all pending. They are only waiting for an order to enter Kunlun."

Chu Chaoyun nodded, expressing his understanding: "Very well, continue to stand by, and when they do something, we will do it too."

After pausing for a moment, he suddenly added: "People from the Xiao family don't move, and other forces will kill anyone who stands in their way. Once you make a move, you must use the shortest time to occupy the sky."