Chapter 599 Death
Scarlet eyes rolled.
Chisel teeth opening and closing.
Tushanjun doesn't need to avoid water to survive.
He just discovered that he could use this state to greatly maintain the magic power of the banner master, and use this method to explore the surroundings when the body was silent in the soul banner.
The jade slip's light expanded rapidly, covering the Nian Jue True Lord Taiyi.
The sea is filled with mist and the light is shining.
For those creatures that grow in the deep sea, the breath of True Lord Yuanying is the most dangerous beast. Anyone who senses the fluctuation of Qi will run away far away and will not appear in True Lord Taiyi without looking at it. before.
The white light is like the tail of a meteor, shining brightly in the deep sea.
The bottom of the sea has always been dark or even as black as the underworld. However, wrapped in jade slips and traveling with the Nascent Soul Master's Escape Light, one can see the five colors and ten lights that are fused but not completely fused.
Plunging into the sea does not mean diving into the darkness, but entering another strange and bizarre world.
Wild beast.
Ghosts.
Schools of fish, big and small.
A gathering of wonderful creatures like fireflies.
Like a dream.
Taiyi Zhenjun untied the magic seal, the water shield disappeared, and he gradually appeared on the bridge of an underwater palace. The palace like a crystal palace was at least tens of thousands of miles away from the sea.
Stepping into the palace, the surrounding sea water is isolated.
"careful."
There was a faint sound in my ears.
True Lord Taiyi nodded slightly.
Based on his experience, he can clearly see that this is just like the white tower he once placed in the Netherworld. It is a treasure that can be unfolded, or at least a powerful space spiritual treasure.
The jade slip is a guide, guiding the monks to follow the light to this crystal palace that ordinary people cannot see.
"This is a Taoist soldier, right?" Taiyi Zhenjun whispered softly.
He felt that he would not admit his mistake. This was a Taoist weapon. It was a precious treasure for the Master of Transformation. It was basically impossible for the Yuanying True Monarch to possess it. Even with his background, there was no Taoist soldier. .
"Head of Taiyi Sect, please take a seat." A majestic and prison-like voice sounded.
The main hall door slowly opened.
The long bridge under the feet of True Lord Taiyi reaches to the main hall.
Without any hesitation or hesitation, and without any fear, he walked into the main hall with his head held high and his chest high.
Unexpectedly, monks have already come here.
None of the Nascent Soul Lords are strangers to True Lord Taiyi. They have never seen him, heard of his name, or seen his portrait. As a sect leader, True Lord Taiyi has always done a good job in intelligence work, and There are many Nascent Soul monks in each family, and they all have ears to hear about their temperaments. Only when they know themselves and their enemies can they speak easily.
He glanced around and found a seat not far or near to sit down. Then the old god lowered his eyebrows and hugged Yuan.
An occasion like this is obviously not suitable for small talk, but the monk in the first seat, dressed in gorgeous robes, always has a faint pressure, which belongs to the aura of the venerable.
Xiubao's scarlet eyes took the opportunity to look at the Nascent Soul Lords who had arrived earlier than them, including two in the middle Nascent Soul stage, one in the early Nascent Soul stage, and one in the late Nascent Soul stage. The monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul seemed uneasy. It was not until he saw True Lord Taiyi appearing and sensed True Lord Taiyi's cultivation that he relaxed.
It is not without speculation that he was secretly happy that a monk with the same level of cultivation as himself appeared.
At first glance, this trip is about to have a fight with Qianpingyu. The lower the cultivation level, the greater the risk.
Everyone knows that persimmons should be picked softly, and there are strong and weak points in the same realm, not to mention that the Nascent Soul realm is like the small steps of a natural chasm. Now that someone with a similar cultivation level appears, it also gives me a little more protection.
Taiyi Zhenjun also saw the other party's forced smile, the comfort of sharing sympathy.
He didn't laugh, but calmly rolled up his sleeves. Even without the Soul Reverend Banner, he still wouldn't be afraid. Perhaps it was the confidence given to him by his background in a large sect, or perhaps he had experienced something more terrifying than this.
Not long after.
Another monk wearing a brocade robe stepped into the Crystal Palace.
The main hall is getting full.
This one is the unparalleled strongman of Xing Luowei, and that one is the famous true king.
Without exception, there are ten people with Nascent Soul cultivation and True Lord realm. They are in line with the top ten forces of Xingluo. Taiyi Sect happens to be stuck at the end. However, because of Tu Shanjun's strength in Donghai City last time, no one will take Taiyi Sect. Yi Zong regarded him as the youngest and had no objection to the seat of Zhenjun Taiyi.
True Lord Taiyi sighed secretly. The monk who came from Jin'ao Palace was an early Yuan Ying, not True Lord Jin Ao. It seems that True Lord Jin Ao also saw that this matter was risky and did not want to participate. Other forces None of the Nascent Soul Lords are the central figures.
Only in the Taiyi Sect, the leader sits in charge of this meeting.
This also attracted the curious eyes of many Nascent Soul Lords.
"You don't need to introduce me too much. I must be aware of the reason why you have been summoned."
The old man in the first seat said in a deep voice: "The Qianping Territory has gone too far to bully others and has annexed the seventeen territories of our Star Luo. Monster He is brazen and wants to completely break through the East China Sea and open the door to our Star Luo."
"I tolerated him three times. Do you really think that I have no temper?"
“I’m calling you all here to ask Old Monster He to die!”
Although they had already guessed, when the old man revealed this target, the monks were still stunned. Regardless of whether you recognize this 'Old Monster He' or not, to be called an old monster by the Reverend Transformation God, he is obviously a fellow monk. The higher the realm, the greater the gap. Yuanying and Huashen are both included in the second step, but they are worlds apart.
The gap is far greater than that between foundation building and golden elixir.
Not to mention ten Yuanying monks, even ten more Yuanying monks cannot win one Venerable. Not to mention that these Yuanying monks have different levels of cultivation. There are three in the early Yuanying stage alone, among which there are three in the late Yuanying stage. There are only two, and only one is in the peak state. If they are both in the peak state, maybe they can give it a try.
Even if they were not the most powerful person, they would not absurdly agree to such a thing.
At the center are the leader, alliance leader, and president...
The Nascent Soul cultivator is the core of the core, and there will be no abandonment. They are all at the top of the force, and if one of them is killed or injured, it is a huge loss. Being able to come here is firstly because of the power of the Reverend Transformation God, secondly, it is to abide by the rules set by them, and thirdly, it is to seek benefits for the power.
The Kunyun Sect's God-Transforming Venerable cannot be arrogant and ignore other major forces.
Among the cultivators, some were startled, frowned, looked stern, groaned, and some looked calm, but it was just the cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul.
Taiyi Zhenjun and the old god are listening quietly.
Just like he couldn't force his vassals to fight for him, there was absolutely no way that Lord Transformation could make so many Yuan Ying Zhenjun fight for him.
The majestic old man pressed his palms.
He said loudly:
"Don't be afraid."
"This battle is jointly carried out by the ancestors of the Dragon Clan and me. The most important thing for you is to form a large formation to block the reinforcements from the Qianping Domain monks and buy enough time for the two of us."
The majestic old man lowered his eyes and scanned everyone's faces: "The Lu Huang Sect has moved away, and all the major regions are squeezing each other. If you don't have a fight with Qian Ping at this time, there will be disaster in the future."
"I think you all have considerations before coming and have your own plans, so you might as well talk about it."
"Venerable Rong Chuiyun, Old Monster He must die for his many unjust deeds. Two hundred years ago, he robbed a Tianzi ship belonging to our Beast Controlling Sect. Today he has a right to die, and our Beast Controlling Sect fully supports it. ." The monk from the Beast Control Sect raised his hands to the majestic old man and declared sternly. At the same time, his aura fluctuated, indicating that he was in the late Nascent Soul stage.
The monk with the coral-like dragon horns on his head snorted coldly: "Qianpingyu is trying to wipe out our dragon clan, and our clan is eager to eat their flesh and blood."
"Qianpingyu frequently attacks our Xingluo, and our Yuandao Alliance will do our part!"
"..."
One of the monks, who looked like a rich man, said with a smile: "The sales of our Dan Alliance and Qi Alliance have been cut off by the Hongluan Sect. The two alliances are linked together. I wish that Old Monster He would die. Since I respected him The leader has reached an agreement with the ancestor of the Dragon Clan, and the two alliances are willing to serve as vanguards."
Venerable Chuiyun turned his gaze to True Lord Nascent Soul, who had not expressed his stance yet.
Taiyi cupped his hands and said: "My sect has no enmity with Qianpingyu, but as a member of Xingluo, we are willing to contribute. It's just that the sect has few disciples and insufficient resources. Regardless of whether this battle is successful or not, we need some support from the sect."
The venerable waved his hand: "The sect council will move the mortals displaced by the war to the land of Qianyuan. I can't make the decision if there are more people. There will definitely be ten million. By then, after a few hundred more years of reproduction, Erzong will also be among the big sects. ." Although the most powerful monk from Taiyi Sect did not come, the leader personally went into battle, so he had to express his gratitude.
The Nascent Soul monk from the Hehuan Sect narrowed his eyes and said, "Qianpingyu yelled at me to kill, and our sect agreed to take action."
"..."
"good!"
The Venerable nodded with satisfaction: "You are all top practitioners who are indispensable to Xingluo. You might as well tell me what you have to say today. The distribution of the Fire Cloud Sect and the hundred and twenty small areas under its command is on the table. Now, if you have any demands, please Bring it up so that you won’t complain in the future.”
Speaking of which.
The cultivators changed their fear and surprise, showing expressions of desire, greed, cruelty, viciousness, ferocity...different expressions.
Just now, all of them, who were high-level moral cultivators, had reasons to confront the Fire Cloud Sect in Qianping Domain. Now, they all stretched out their claws, trying to carve out a path.
Tu Shanjun, who was huddled in the soul flag, watched everything with cold eyes. He didn't have any big emotions. He had known for a long time that the monk's seven emotions and six desires would not be dull due to practice, but would become more intense.
To cultivate immortality is to compete with other practitioners, so you need to cultivate three points of bad energy, dare to take action, and kill.
The resources used are taken from the heaven and the earth, from the comrades, and they are carried out according to their own way, so they must have such an enterprising desire.
If everything is left to chance, how can one obtain foundation-building pills, pill-forming spiritual objects, and infant-forming pills?
And what he did, becoming an immortal and immortal, was imprinted in his heart like an obsession.
Even those monks with no hope of success are praying for improvement in cultivation and to live longer. Whether it is the fear of death or the persistence of immortality, it is not clear whether it is true or false.
While Tu Shanjun was deep in thought, the top monks in Xingluo were so furious that they almost went into battle shirtless.
The originally quiet main hall now looked like a busy city in the morning and evening. He held on to a mere spiritual vein, and cursed over where to place the boundary monument.