Chapter 1757 Lord Tianmu

Liang Yan pondered secretly for a moment, and then said: "Below the saints are all ants. Although there are many followers in this battle, the key point still depends on the victory or defeat between the saints. There are ten saints in Nanxuan's army, and the Lord of Linghu City is... Handsome, can't he still be no match for those powerful men in the Holy Realm in Tiangong City?"

"Senior doesn't know something."

Fu Jin shook his head and said: "Although Nanxuan's army is large in number, not all of these forces have saints. For example, Kunwu City, Wanshou Mountain, Shenxiao Mountain, Tianmo Mountain, and Luotian Mountain, the saints of these five major forces have long since disappeared. After many years, the entire Nanxuan army now only has five saints: Linghu Bai, Li Yuxian, Gui Wuya, Feng Wu and Xuanyuan Potian. In contrast, the Beiming army has more saints, not only The Holy Lords of the Four Directions, and the City Lords of the four cities of Yongye, Liangyi, Qixing, and Tianhe."

After hearing this, Liang Yan murmured: "Five versus eight, this is without the Lord of Tiangong City coming forward. It seems that the situation is not good."

"Indeed, it is true, but fortunately, senior Linghu is an unparalleled hero. He severely injured the two saints with his own power. Coupled with the bravery of Xuanyuan Potian and Li Yuxian, Nanxuan's army did not lose to Beiming on the scene. Beiming's people Seeing that there was nothing he could do to Senior Linghu, the saint set up the 'Ancient Formation' at Fallen Immortal Ridge, firing several magical powers in an attempt to defeat the saints of Nanxuan one by one."

"This formation is an ancient formation. It is now presided over by the Eight Saints. It is extremely ruthless. Even those saints who have proved immortal and mastered the origin of the law are at risk of falling into this formation! In order to prevent them from being defeated one by one, Senior Linghu had to gather four saints to join forces to break the formation and fight against the Eight Saints of the North Ming Dynasty, but the winner has not yet been determined."

Fu Jin's words gave Liang Yan a general understanding of the situation in Antarctica.

"I see. It seems that this battle is still at a stalemate, and the outcome is unpredictable."

Liang Yan sighed softly.

Although he was calm on the surface, he was a little worried in his heart. Since the battle between Nanxuan and Beiming, the Lord of Tiangong City has not shown up yet. This person is unpredictable and he doesn't know what his plans are.

Fortunately, he knew that Linghu Bai had reservations, such as Wei Wenxiang, the president of the Wenxiang Chamber of Commerce, and the old monk in yellow in the Jiuqu Yellow River Tower. These might be his back-ups.

Liang Yan thought secretly for a moment, and then asked: "What is the origin of the 'Jin'ao Island' you just mentioned?"

"This Jin'ao Island is one of the thirteen overseas islands. It was invited by Tiangong City to help in the battle and joined the Beiming Army."

Fu Jin slowly said: "Most of the thirteen overseas islands are heretical and evil. Some like to mend furnaces, some like to sacrifice blood to living beings, and some like to refining corpses in the mother's womb. In short, the cultivation method is extremely dirty, and it is the seven mountains and ten. They are not tolerated by the Second City and have been expelled overseas for many years. During the chaos in the Antarctic Fairy Continent, the Thirteen Overseas Islands took this opportunity to return to the mainland and were recruited by the Northern Ming Army to help them conquer all directions."

After hearing this, Liang Yan thought about it secretly and found that he had indeed seen records of thirteen overseas islands in Wushuang City.

These Thirteen Islands are not small islands like Nanchui. They are overlords in their respective sea areas. There are hundreds of vassal islands. The techniques they practice are weird and unpredictable, and there are many powerful monks in the Tribulation Realm.

"It seems that the world is in chaos, and all the monsters and clowns have appeared." Liang Yan said with a cold expression.

"Senior's words are true." Fu Jin sighed: "In the battle of Fallen Immortal Ridge, all the saints were involved. The Beiming army took the opportunity to attack everywhere and rob spiritual veins from various places. They used unique techniques to extract these spiritual veins. Then it was injected into the 'Ancient Formation' to help the Eight Sages of the Northern Ming Dynasty fight against the Five Sages of the Southern Xuan Dynasty. This move resulted in the thin spiritual energy of many places in the Antarctic Immortal Continent, which became desolate and desolate."

Liang Yan suddenly realized after hearing this, and thought to himself: "No wonder I haven't encountered half of the spiritual veins after flying for more than ten days. It turned out that they were all taken away by the monks in Beiming!"

He thought for a while and then asked: "Could it be that Nanxuan's army just let them do whatever they want?"

"That's not true. Nan Xuan and Bei Ming have fought against each other many times, but unfortunately they are unable to do what they want. Among Bei Ming's army, all the masters from the four pavilions of 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang', plus thirteen overseas islands, as well as Yongye, Liangyi, Qixing, The monks in the four cities of Tianhe have overall strength to suppress Nanxuan. Both sides have fought hundreds of battles, and Nanxuan has lost more than he has won."

Fu Jin seemed to remember something when he said this, and added: "By the way, the Beiming army also has a special kind of poisonous people. It is said that they were refined from the captured Nanxuan monks. These poisonous people have rough skin." He is thick-bodied and fearless of death. Whenever the two armies fight, he always rushes to the front, causing great trouble to Nanxuan's army."

"Poisonous people."

Hearing these two words, Liang Yan recalled Nan Chui's experience in his mind. The "soul-destroying energy" secretly collected by the Tiandao Alliance was probably a key material for refining poisonous people.

Unfortunately, he arrived late. The "soul-destroying energy" collected by the Tiandao Alliance was enough to create an army of poisonous people. Even if he killed Prince Feng and Master Xuanzhen, nothing would change.

"Thank you for explaining to me the situation in Antarctica."

Liang Yan looked at Fu Jin, waved his sleeves, and a dark green storage ring appeared in the other's hand, "These are my thanks for you. They contain some magic weapons and elixirs. I hope they can help you Bixi Temple." "

After hearing this, Fu Jin scanned the storage ring with his spiritual consciousness, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

"I have no way of repaying the kindness of my seniors for helping me. I just answered a few questions and received such a great gift. I feel so ashamed."

"It doesn't matter, just put it away."

Liang Yan smiled slightly and said: "I see there are no spiritual veins nearby. I think the sect that came to Bixi Temple is not here, but I don't know why you are here? How can you fight with the monks from Jin'ao Island during this period? "

"Senior, I don't know something." Fu Jin put the storage ring away and said slowly: "The territory here was originally governed by Yuzhu Mountain, but since the war broke out, the Beiming army invaded several times, and more than half of the sects They were all slaughtered. The master of Bixi Temple was originally my master, and he also died in this war. There are more than 700 disciples of our sect. Now there are only a few of us left. In order to preserve the incense inheritance, we can only go south. Go down and seek refuge in Wushuang City, and make plans later.”

When Fu Jin said this, he seemed to think of his late master, with a look of mourning on his face.

The others also lowered their heads and remained silent.

Seeing this, Liang Yan sighed and said: "It seems that Senior Li Yuxian's words came true back then. This catastrophe swept the entire Antarctic Continent, and no one can stay out of it. Anyway, we are destined to meet each other, so I will give you another gift." You are a flying boat."

After saying that, he threw the flying boat out of the storage ring. It rose up in the wind and landed in front of the Bixi audience.

"There is a magic circle behind the ship. You only need to inject spiritual stones to activate it."

Liang Yan pointed at the flying boat and warned: "As you go all the way south, don't make any extraneous things, and try to get to Wushuang City as soon as possible. When people over there see the flying boat, they will know that it was my order, and they will make arrangements for you when the time comes. A place to go.”

Fu Jin and others were overjoyed after hearing this and thanked Liang Yan profusely. Until he became a little impatient, everyone got on the flying boat. They thanked each other again on the flying boat and then left in the boat.

Watching the flying boat go further and further away, Liang Yan also fell into deep thought.

"In the ten years since I left, the Antarctic Immortal Continent has been turbulent. The battle between Nanxuan and Beiming involves the fate of the entire continent. It is definitely not as simple as it seems."

"The massacre in Tiangong City and the extraction of spiritual veins are tantamount to fishing from the lake. Even if they really dominate the Antarctic Immortal Continent, what's the point?"

Liang Yan has too many questions in his mind, but there is no way to answer them now, so he can only keep them in his mind for the time being.

He looked around and murmured: "Yuzhu Mountain and Wuzhuang Mountain are not far apart. It seems that the landing point of my teleportation is not too far off. Now that we are here, do you want to take a trip to Yuzhu Mountain?"

Yuzhu Mountain is a holy place for practicing musical arts. Liang Yan already has the "Thirteen Swords of Daya" as the basis. If he has the opportunity to understand the magical arts of Yuzhu Mountain, he might be able to integrate the musical rules into the way of swordsmanship and obtain the third method of breaking through the sword mentality. kind of rule.

Just as Liang Yan was pondering to himself, eight hundred miles away, in a green mountain range, various lights were coming and going, and it looked very lively.

This place is called Luling Mountain, and there is a small spiritual vein in the mountain. The three sects practice based on this spiritual vein, and the incense is very popular on weekdays.

However, today's Luling Mountain is full of blood. Broken corpses and severed limbs can be seen everywhere. Almost all the disciples of the sect who originally practiced here were slaughtered. Those who flew in the air were strange monks wearing strange clothes.

On the top of Luling Mountain, in a towering palace, several monks were discussing matters.

One of them, with a heavy back and a face as heavy as a jujube, was saying in a rough voice: "Brothers, the sect here is vulnerable, and the people with the highest cultivation level are only in the Golden Core realm. I have used some tricks to step on it." Once this is leveled, all we need to do next is to set up the 'Spirit Capturing Array'."

After hearing his words, everyone nodded slightly.

There was another person, short in stature, with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. He chuckled and said, "The female disciple of Baihua Villa is quite pretty. I came late, and I didn't expect Brother Lu to have already gone on a killing spree. It's really a pity."

"Hmph! Big things are ahead of us, Shangguan, I'd better calm down." A dark-skinned man wearing a Taoist robe said coldly.

This man had a strong aura. When he spoke, no one dared to refute. Even the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks could only smile awkwardly and shut up.

The Taoist-robed man added: "We still have more than ten days to go to Yuzhu Mountain. Fellow Taoists, please don't delay your journey. If you extract the spiritual veins here as soon as possible, we can rush to meet the island owner one day earlier."

After everyone heard this, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they were all respectful on the surface. They nodded together and said: "What Taoist Fellow Tianmu said is absolutely true. We will do our best."

The Taoist nodded slightly and was about to say something else, but he heard someone coming from outside the hall to report: "To all the gods, there is someone coming from the bottom of the mountain."

"oh?"

Everyone was a little surprised after hearing this. Among them, the sturdy man said impatiently: "Didn't you see that our gods are discussing something? Who is visiting? You can't send it away yourself?"

The man outside the door hesitated for a moment and replied: "The person who came here is not an outsider, but a disciple of the Lord Tianmu, Ba She."

This time it was the Taoist man's turn to be a little surprised.

"It's Ba She? A few days ago, I asked him to investigate the nearby spiritual veins. Why did he come back just a few days after leaving?"

"Perhaps the location of the next spiritual vein has been discovered?" Others speculated.

The man in Taoist robes pondered for a moment, then asked outside the door: "Who else is coming with him?"

"Reporting to the Lord God, there is only one Taoist Fellow Ba She."

“Something’s wrong”

The man in Taoist robes raised his eyebrows and said, "Take Ba Snake up the mountain quickly. I have something to ask him."

"Yes!" The man outside the door responded, turned into a light and went down the mountain.

After a while, a ray of light came rushing over and rushed into the hall. It turned out to be a strong man with a bare chest and back, and a big snake wrapped around his waist. He looked very rough.

"Master! You have to make the decision for us!"

As soon as the big man entered the door, he knelt on the ground and cried with sorrow on his face.

The man in the Taoist robe frowned slightly and shouted: "All the masters and uncles are here, how can you cry and cry like this? If you don't get up, what happened, let's start from the beginning!"

"yes"

Ba She wiped away her tears and said: "Seven days ago, several senior fellow apprentices and I went out to search for spiritual veins. However, we encountered the remnants of Bixi Temple in a valley and fought with them. Of course those rats were not The disciple's opponents were able to annihilate them all at a glance. Who would have thought that a man in gray appeared on the way, and with his powerful magic and profound realm, he actually killed all the junior disciples. Master, I reported your name at that time. No. He didn't show mercy and even insulted our Jin'ao Island. You have to make the decision for us!"

After hearing this, the burly man wondered: "Your senior fellow apprentices are all dead, how did you escape?"

"I had a life-saving magic weapon given by my master, which blocked that person's sword energy. Then I used the 'Turtle Breath Talisman' to deceive them into death, and then I escaped. Otherwise, I would be in trouble." Ba cried the snake.

"Hehe, you're a naughty boy." The man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks smiled half-heartedly.

After hearing this, the sturdy man pondered: "Isn't Bixi Temple the same sect that was destroyed by us half a year ago? I remember that everyone in the sect was killed. Could it be that the temple leader self-destructed before his death? How many mice escaped?"

"It's possible"

The man in Taoist robes nodded slightly, pondered for a moment, and suddenly asked: "Have you given your name for the person who came?"

Ba She thought for a moment and replied, "He said his name is 'Taoist Liang'."

"Taoist Liang?" The Taoist-robed man raised his eyebrows, looked around at the crowd, and asked, "Have you ever heard of this name?"

Everyone shook their heads: "I've never heard of it."

"Weird thing!"

The man in Taoist robes looked surprised and then said, "Wait for me to use my Dharma eyes to see."

With a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, the Taoist robe on his body opened without any wind, revealing the knotted muscles. There were hundreds of strange eyes on his abdomen, spinning around, it was really terrifying!

Everyone knows what he is capable of. His human name is "Celestial Eye God Lord", and his magical powers are all located in the strange eyes on his abdomen. As long as the prey he targets, almost no one can escape.

With a move of his hand, the Lord Tianmu took out a trace of unfamiliar breath from Ba She's body and swallowed it with his mouth. Then hundreds of eyes emitted glow at the same time, condensing a picture in mid-air.

Everyone in the hall looked intently and saw a quiet valley. In the valley was a man in gray clothes, with his back to everyone, as if he was deep in thought.

"Yes! That's him!"

As soon as he saw this person's back, Bashe immediately shouted out.

At this moment, the man in the picture seemed to feel something, and suddenly turned around, his eyes were like lightning, as if he saw the people in the hall directly across eight hundred miles of void!

boom!

A series of explosions came, and the eyes in the abdomen of the Heavenly Eye God Lord exploded one by one. In just a moment, ninety-seven of the hundred divine eyes had exploded, and the remaining three eyes also closed, bleeding profusely.

"not good!"

The Lord Tianmu's breath was weak, and he sat on the ground blankly, his eyes full of horror.

"Run!"

I don't know who shouted, and all the monks in the hall turned into a ray of light and walked away into the sky.