1183. The Arrival of the Last Moment

Outside the protective formation of Taixuan Academy.

In the Immortal Palace.

Wei Andong, the leader of Dongxuan Immortal Sect, sat quietly in the spirit gathering formation.

The healing is long over.

His rickety body became straighter than a javelin.

The symptoms of graying hair and withered skin caused by excessive consumption of the blood in the heart have long since disappeared. The black hair is as thick as a waterfall, every hair strand is flowing with the glory of immortality, and the skin is as crystal clear as flawless jade, glowing by itself.

The injury that should have taken three to five years of hard work to fully recover was completely recovered in less than twenty hours.

At this time, he was running some kind of skill.

A strange and faint aura, like a dormant terrifying beast, was surrounding him, expanding and contracting undetectably with his breathing.

After a while, he opened his eyes.

"What a bunch of trash, they all died in the formation eye channel."

Wei Andong sighed.

But there was no trace of disappointment or anger on his face.

Instead, he had a strange smile.

"The plan goes more smoothly than imagined. There are sixteen resentful souls of the banished immortals. Hahaha, it can be used to perfect my [Six Paths of Reincarnation Banner]. It can be perfect, more perfect than imagined."

He couldn't help but laugh darkly.

A demonic aura flashed across his face.

Whoosh!

Six streams of dark red light shot out from his palm and hit six different directions around him.

It's a big blood-red flag with six poles.

Each flagpole is made of extremely rare black blood fairy iron. It is as thick as a bowl and six meters high. The patterns on the flags are different. They are all drawn with blood, exuding a strong smell of blood.

As soon as the six-pole flags came out, the flags were hunting.

Bright red veins, like bloodstains, spread from the bottom of the flagpole and wandered on the ground of the Immortal Palace. Finally, they converged and merged, forming a gloomy formation.

Suddenly, the entire Immortal Palace was filled with ghostly aura, demonic energy surged, and the aura of immortality was gone.

And Wei Andong also seemed to have transformed into an evil demon.

Black hair dances wildly, robe hunts.

"The soul is back."

He kept making tricks and chanting spells that were ancient and obscure even in the immortal world.

Invisible power emanates from the Immortal Palace as the center.

The few remaining powerful immortals in the thirty-sixth advance team of the Immortal Realm, as well as the other flying immortals and slave immortals, were not aware of this power at all.

Even the Hidden Heaven Formation of Taixuan Academy could not resist the invasion of this force.

Because this power only works on specific foods.

Among the eight channels of the Hidden Sky Formation, the resentment of those who were already completely dead and even their souls were expelled from the Immortal Level were attracted by this power and gradually formed an existence similar to the spirit body of the dead.

"Am I alive again?"

"How is this going?"

"No, my soul has been killed in battle, why is it still... Ah, evil is causing trouble, there is something wrong with that [Violent Yellow Dragon Pill]."

"No……"

Some of the dead banished immortals reunited their spirit bodies and recovered their consciousness. They soon realized that the reason why the dead souls were captured was because they took the [Violent Yellow Dragon Pill] during the battle.

"Wei Andong!!!"

One of the banished immortals realized something was wrong and let out a silent roar.

Anger at being calculated sends them into a frenzy.

But to no avail.

The mysterious and sneaky power pulled them directly out of the small world of the eight formation eye channels, wrapped them up, and flew towards the Bronze Immortal Palace.

"a ha ha ha……"

Wei Andong's owl-like laughter echoed in the Immortal Palace.

But no one else could hear it.

In less than twenty breaths, all sixteen souls of the dead souls who were banished to immortals were all absorbed into the dim and demonic hall of the Immortal Palace.

"Wei Andong, what exactly did you do?"

The dead soul of the sixteenth prince roared.

In this gloomy hall, under the influence of the formation rules, the spirit souls seemed to be able to make sounds, and other souls, as well as Wei Andong, heard them.

All the souls of the banished immortals heard the roar of the sixteenth prince.

Wei Andong smiled faintly and said: "What have I done? Haha, you losers all died at the hands of insects from the lower world. It really brings shame to our fairy world. You have the nerve to ask me what I did?"

"What exactly is in that pill of yours?"

The sixteenth prince rushed towards Wei Andong with great anger.

But a dark wind rolled violently, like a whip, and struck the sixteenth prince. The latter let out a shrill scream, and his spirit body was broken into pieces, and then slowly reunited.

"[Violent Yellow Dragon Pill]?"

The corners of Wei Andong's mouth curled up.

"That's a magical elixir to help you improve your strength. It's a pity that you are too useless. Even this magical elixir cannot allow you to defeat the scum of the lower world. It was a waste of my elixir."

He looked at the sixteen dead souls in the Immortal Palace and said with disdain.

"If I am not wrong, even if we win, the final result will be death. However, if we lose, we will die in the hands of the warriors from the lower world, if we win, we will die in your hands."

[Taoist Bajin] said angrily.

[Master Jingyun] also said: "Your elixir is mixed with other ingredients. Wei Andong, you are so brave. You dare to plot against us. Aren't you afraid of punishment from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Wei Andong laughed wildly when he heard this.

"So, you are a bunch of idiots."

"You still don't understand?"

"Why do the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance punish me?"

"In order to gain insight into Taixuan Academy's formation, I spent all my efforts and lost my Yangshou. This matter is seen by everyone, and you...hehe, you are a bunch of trash, holding the best immortal weapons , used the best elixir, but ended up dying in the hands of a martial artist from the lower realm, what does that have to do with me?"

"The sect you belong to is ashamed to mention this matter."

"Even if they want revenge, they will only seek revenge on those stinky rocks from Li Mu. What does it have to do with me?"

Wei Andong was filled with evil spirit, and his laughter was like the most sinister ghost.

One sentence made all the souls of the reviled immortals feel inexplicably shocked and angry.

What a great Wei Andong.

So he was calculating from the beginning.

Not just one or a few of the thirty-six advance teams, but all the banished immortals, not one of them, were included in the scheme.

What a terrible scheming.

"You...what exactly do you want to do?"

Zuo Xinhan of the Dark Moon Sect asked with suppressed anger.

As an immortal demon cultivator, he has already felt a great crisis.

Wei Andong raised the corner of his mouth and smiled faintly: "What do you want to do? Well, it's very simple. I want to ask everyone to do a favor and enter this [Six Paths of Reincarnation Flag] to provide me with some energy for the initiation of this hard-working sacrifice. That's all, there is absolutely no other thought. After all, we all work together and are all friends, so don't misunderstand me."

The expressions of the dead souls of the banished immortals suddenly changed wildly.

If you enter the evil fairy weapon flag, doesn't that mean you have become an evil spirit?

Their minds will be wiped out, and they will be tortured day and night in order to incite resentment and provide energy for evil immortal weapons. They will simply be worse than death, worse than slaves, and will never be reincarnated.

What a cruel heart.

Zuo Xinhan turned around and ran away without saying a word.

"Hahaha, stay here. How can I let you take my elixir in vain?"

Wei Andong laughed.

The surrounding sinister wind formation was activated, and indescribable evil power surged, trapping all the souls of the banished immortals in the formation.

On the six-pole flag, blood-colored veins flickered and spread out, like tentacles, entangling the sixteen immortal-level undead souls and pulling them towards the flag.

"Wei Andong, how dare you do this?"

The swordsman of Yijian Sect roared angrily.

"My master, I will never let you go."

The young leader of Huazong Gaoguan struggled desperately.

"No, Brother Wei, let me go. I respect you very much on weekdays. I am willing to be your loyal servant and go around me once. Brother Wei..." Gongyang Zhi begged.

But all to no avail.

Wei Andong's mind was dark and cold, and he activated his secret technique to put all the souls of the banished immortals into the [Six Paths of Reincarnation Banner].

The wind is blowing.

It's dark and gloomy.

On the six flags, blood lines flickered rapidly.

The miserable wails of the Sixteenth Prince, the swordsman and others were heard continuously from the flag, like a night owl crying, like a hundred ghosts walking at night, extremely sad and shrill.

Wei Andong just refining with peace of mind.

About an hour later.

Wei Andong's long hair turned silver again.

There was a faint trace of blood lingering in his eye sockets, and it was all concentrated in his pupils for a moment.

The six-pole flag flew up, quickly shrank, and landed in the palm of the hand.

"Finally finished."

Wei Andong's expression was extremely excited, and his voice was trembling a little.

He put away the six big flags, controlled the decline with all his breath, and then said loudly: "Here comes..."

The middle-aged priest of the Magic Stone Tribe quickly entered the hall and said: "Alliance Leader..."

Wei Andong sighed, waved his hands and said, "Ask for help from the fairy world."

"Ah?" The middle-aged priest was startled, then his expression changed wildly, and he said: "Leader, what do you mean...?"

Wei Andong sighed generously and said with a sad face: "There are taboos in Taixuan Academy. All the banished immortals who attacked the formation have fallen. I have no other choice but to plead guilty and ask for help from the immortal world."

The middle-aged priest's heart felt cold.

"Go ahead."

Wei Andong waved his hand "weakly".

Soon, a ray of fairy light rose into the sky from the center of the camp of the immortal army, shot out into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

In Taixuan Academy, seeing this scene, the old magic stick twirled his sparse beard.

"Okay, the last moment is coming."

He said to Mingyue beside him: "Go and invite your young master here."

Mingyue turned around and left.

The old magic stick lowered his head and thought for a while at the door of the hall, and then said to Qingfeng on the other side: "Invite Xiaojiu and Yuan Hou, too. There is no need to guard the formation eye channel anymore."

Qingfeng couldn't help but ask: "What about the others?"

The old magic stick said: "Others, there is no need to notify them for the time being."

"good."

The breeze also turned away.

The old magic stick looked up at the sky.

His brows wrinkled slightly.

The wind blows.

Amidst the swing of the black cannon, not only the fish tail, but also the fish body and fins were exposed. I don't know when, even the old magic stick's arms had faint fish scales.

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