Chapter 1827 Eighteen Levels

Beiliang Xianchao, originally an inconspicuous Xianchao, became the next target of Slaughtering Immortal Yuanzun, so experts from all sides gathered here, and there were about five people in the Creator of the Nine Tribulations!

At the border between the Beiliang Immortal Dynasty and the Xuanhuang Immortal Dynasty, a tragic battle is erupting. There are as many as one million monks participating in the battle, from all levels of practice, but the two sides have a tacit understanding and have not used the existence of the Immortal King. The strongest Creator is nothing more than five kalpas.

Because if an existence above the level of the Immortal King is used, then the Creator of the Seven Tribulations and the Creator of the Eight Tribulations will inevitably appear on the battlefield. In this way, the Creator of the Nine Tribulations will have to play in a short time. Try to avoid it, after all, if the Creator of the Nine Tribulations really wants to fight, I am afraid that a fairy dynasty will be wiped out and become ruins, and it will be meaningless to fight it down.

As for Huanxi Mozun and others, appearing here is only a deterrent. At this moment, including Huanxi Mozun, the five creators of the Nine Tribulations are standing in the void, looking coldly at the battlefield below, but their attention Eighty-nine percent of his strength was concentrated on a faintly visible breath in the opposite void.

The battle lasted for half a month, and finally ended in a tie between the two sides. The monks on both sides died 30% to 40% each, and the broken corpses of hundreds of thousands of monks were left on the battlefield. The bloody smell attracted the attention of many monsters, but they knew in their hearts that if they came to take advantage of such a battle, they would definitely die without a place to die.

"Do you guess that is the Demon Corpse Yuanzun, or the Killing Immortal Yuanzun?"

"Unexpectedly, both of them are holy corpse kings, and their breaths are very similar."

"Their goal is obviously not to conquer the entire Central Continent. With the presence of Immortal Emperor Daoyan, they know this goal and cannot achieve it at all."

"Corpse Qi, Killing Immortal Primordial Zun has been suppressed for so many years, and this time he is born, it obviously needs a lot of fresh corpse Qi to restore his cultivation to the peak."

"It's a pity that if Immortal Emperor Daoyan doesn't make a move, we can't beat the combination of Immortal Killer Yuanzun and Moshi Yuanzun together, and we can only be led by the nose."

After Huanxi Mozun and others returned to the fairy capital of the Northern Liang Dynasty, they sat in a large hall with dignified expressions.

"If Liu Dao and Jiuyou hadn't been injured by the Killing Immortal Yuan in the Valley of the Dead before, the current situation might not be so tragic. I'm afraid that the two of them will be contaminated with the dead body of the Killing Immortal Yuan Zun. They won't be able to do so in decades. get well."

Huanxi Mozun said lightly.

At this moment, a monk rushed into the main hall in a hurry, Huanxi Mozun and the five Nine Tribulation Creators looked at the monk together, their cold eyes made him shiver all over.

"Demon Venerable!"

This cultivator is Zhuge Tao's subordinate, the guy who was released by Ning Qi to interrogate him. After seeing Huanxi Mozun, his face showed a trace of grief and indignation.

"Why are you so flustered?"

Huanxi Mozun frowned.

"Ning Beixuan has returned to Xuanzhen Wonderland, and even the Great Elder Zhuge Tao died at his hands."

The monk whispered.

Ning Beixuan?

Huanxi Mozun's expression changed slightly, and the rest of the Nine Tribulations Creators heard this name, and remembered that the wanted order issued by Huanxi Mozong some time ago, wasn't it this son? This kid actually dared to show his face and beheaded a great elder of the Huanxi Demon Sect?

"What about the rest?"

Huanxi Mozun's face turned a little cold.

"Except for me and a few others, none of the others could escape from Xuanzhen Wonderland."

A look of horror flashed in the monk's eyes.

"I know about it."

Huanxi Mozun nodded lightly.

At this time, there was another roar from outside, "Xuanhuang Xianchao is attacking again!"

"Huanxi, why don't you go back and deal with this matter first, the four of us here should be enough."

The contemporary heart demon master of the Heart Demon Sect smiled slightly and said.

"So, thank you all."

Huanxi Mozun cupped his hands.

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An endless mountain range, gathered hundreds of large and small cities, because in the middle of the mountain range, it is the most famous in the Central Continent, one of the seven major sects, where the gate of Huanxi Demon Sect is located, such a top sect, There will be many affiliated forces and markets around.

Most of them rely on the cultivation resources leaked from the fingers of Huanxi Mozong monks to make a living.

At this moment, there are groups of young monks, either in the realm of alchemy, or in the realm of immortality, or in the realm of dharma, heading towards the mountain gate of the Huanxi Demon Sect.

"From here on, as long as we can pass the 18th level, we will have the opportunity to be accepted by the Huanxi Demon Sect. At this time, everyone should help each other, because no one can guarantee which level we will be stuck in. New Here, do you understand?"

A Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen monk's eyes fell on Ning Qi, his brows were slightly frowned, a little dissatisfied.

The others were all quite respectful to him, shouting one at a time, but this guy, although his cultivation was a bit incomprehensible, he spoke very little. When talking to him, he basically nodded and shook his head, making people I feel a little arrogant. If it weren't for the difficulty of these 18 levels, and Ning Qi seemed a bit unexpected, he would have told Ning Qi to leave.

"Um."

Ning Qi nodded lightly, but his eyes were observing the eighteen levels. The difficulty of each level was about several times more difficult than the previous level. There was a trace of breath on it, which made Ning Qi quite familiar. Obviously, These eighteen checkpoints were set up by the Huanxi Demon Lord himself, covering the mountains with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, and the center is where the Huanxi Demon Sect is located.

"Damn it, find a chance to leave him here later."

A hint of anger flashed in the eyes of the Dharma Aspect Dzogchen monk, but he was calm on the surface. Then, under his leadership, everyone began to break through.

It went smoothly at the beginning, and they cooperated with each other to break through the ninth level, but when it reached the tenth level, even the monk who was named Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen had nothing to do. In any case, he did not know the key to breaking the level. Where.

When he was racking his brains, he saw that Ning Qi seemed to be visiting the mountains and rivers, and his face suddenly showed displeasure. He couldn't help it anymore, and directly opened his mouth to scold, "From the beginning, you didn't do anything. You are fooling around, do you want to use us all the way to break through these eighteen levels?"

Everyone was angry because they were stuck here, and when they heard this sentence, they immediately looked at Ning Qi with unkind eyes.

Ning Qi smiled and slapped lightly.

The barrier of this level was instantly torn apart. Seeing this scene, everyone gasped and looked at Ning Qi in disbelief.

"Is this the way to break?"

"It turns out that the key point is here. Is he a blind cat meeting a dead mouse?"

The Dharma Aspect Realm Dzogchen monk glanced at Ning Qi resentfully, then greeted everyone, and happily walked into the next level.