Chapter 445: Demon’s Arrival, Background, the Strongest Battle, Master Yi’s First Try! (Part 1) (First Update!)
In the bright hall, golden patterns are densely covered. On the many strange crystal nodes on the wall, countless cold lights shoot out, weaving into a huge light mirror.
"Everyone, the demons are cunning, and the human realm is in danger. Now there are only a few hours before the demons arrive. How to deal with the enemy, do you have any good plans?"
Ying Si's eyes wandered on the huge light mirror. The dragon-shaped light and shadow on the light mirror swam, dividing the mirror surface into dozens of pictures. He looked at the cultivators in the grid mirror and couldn't help but said coldly.
With the help of the Tianji Sundial Exploration God Array, the human realm responded to this change very quickly. However, this demon exploration meeting was organized within three or four hours. The cultivators who can appear on this light mirror at this moment are all the real people who suppress the luck of the major forces.
For example, in front of the Wuding Divine Sect's light mirror, Tu Lingjun is not in the list at this moment. Instead, there is a skinny old man with black cloth wrapped around his eyes.
Everyone's eyes met. In the Taishang Dao Sect, a young Taoist wearing a lotus crown sat cross-legged on a huge black and white chessboard. His clear eyes revealed a sense of vicissitudes of life. Seeing that the cultivators were silent, he was the first to break the peace.
"Just now, I heard from your majesty that the demons are favored by heaven, and the suppression they receive is not as strong as ours. Most of the four demon lords are those who have broken the limit at the fourth level."
"With the national strength of Daqin and your majesty's cultivation, you should know the major sects in Dongzhou and Zhongzhou the most. How to repel the enemy, your majesty might as well tell you directly."
"In the face of such major issues, my uncle Huan trusts your majesty." The young Taoist said in a clear voice, his tone was neither fast nor slow, like a winding mountain spring.
Such a demeanor made Yue Qingping look at him a little more.
"Okay, the situation is urgent, I won't keep you in suspense, everyone, take out whatever you have in your bottom box."
"But I'll say it in advance, at this critical moment, if there are still people who are sneaky and have a fluke mentality, after this matter is over, I will use the power of my Great Qin to wipe out their entire family. Everyone, don't say I didn't warn you."
"I can deal with a demon lord, and Qingping Zhenjun can also handle it alone..."
Half an hour later, the light and shadow dissipated.
Ying Si looked at the mysterious Taoist holding a flag and escaping away, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"The mess of the Mingdeng Organization is really unfathomable. If it weren't for this change now, I wouldn't know that the Mingdeng Organization's Zhenzi lineage actually has such a terrifying master."
The Mingdeng Organization has three major lines: "virtual", "real", and "real".
Among them, the virtual lineage seems to be weak in Ying Si's eyes.
Cultivators fight for their lives with the heavens. As a surrenderist, it is difficult to expect that there will be real top figures in the Xu lineage. Some of them are just a group of wastes who have lost their spirit and a group of broken-back dogs. Naturally, it is difficult to reach a higher level.
However, despite this, the fact that there are such masters hidden in the Zhen lineage still makes Ying Si more vigilant.
These are all uncontrollable factors. As an emperor, a real hero, he naturally hates such variables. In the previous simple conversation, although this person spoke sincerely, Ying Si still felt that this person hid a lot of things.
But now the irony is that he actually hopes that this mysterious Taoist who calls himself a strange doctor will be as strong as possible.
"The evil doctor national master Sheng Qihuang, every word is a strange doctor."
"Lang Qianhua, I hope you can really withstand the offensive of the demon master-level master and guard a gate."
Ying Si watched the mysterious Taoist Lang Qianhua leave, and his heart was full of mixed feelings for a while.
After the discussion of the demon survey, the leaders of the major forces finally decided on the final response plan.
Ying Si guarded one of the portals, and so did Yue Qingping. As for the Great Light Mountain Shenhui, the Supreme Daoist Sect Huan Shuzi, the Ku Tuo Temple Saint Monk Tuoshan Monk, and the Xumi Temple Jia Shenmi, they joined forces with the Twelve Golden Men of the Great Qin to deal with a space portal with a large formation.
As for the last space portal, after a simple exchange of three or two moves with Lang Qianhua, Ying Si could only let him try.
When their cultivation reached this level, it was difficult to tell the true strength of each other without a real life-and-death battle.
As for the other major top sects, they sent their own Taoist soldiers to follow Yue Qingping and Lang Qianhua to share some of the pressure for them, and then formed two teams of Taoist masters to support at any time. Once one side was defeated, they would immediately support it.
At the critical moment, the major forces in Zhongzhou and Dongzhou finally put aside their prejudices and truly joined forces.
On the Great Light Mountain, the Buddha's son was majestic and wise. He wore a purple robe and held a Vajra Pestle, and strode out of the Buddhist cave in the back mountain.
With one step, he left a mark in the air, and a swastika mark appeared under his feet, and he walked away towards the location set at the meeting to investigate the demons.
In the Kutuo Temple, the monk Tuoshan walked out of the Buddhist temple with a scroll of scriptures in his hand.
In the Wuding Divine Sect, the Wangchuan River, the sound of water roared, and a black coffin board surfed in the water, went out against the current, and suddenly landed on the shore.
In the Xumi Temple, Jiashenmi took out the nine-layer lotus platform left by the ancestor.
In the Supreme Dao Sect, Huan Shuzi kowtowed three times in the ancestral temple. Three sharp spikes suddenly appeared on the lotus crown on his head and pierced into his scalp. For a moment, Huan Shuzi's momentum rose step by step. After three kowtows, Huan Shuzi took down the Supreme Demon-Slaying Sword that had been enshrined in the ancestral temple for tens of thousands of years, and walked out of Qingshan with the black and white chessboard.
In terms of the luxury of magic weapons, this is the gold content of the Supreme Dao Sect that has been inherited by the Taoist Master.
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One after another, masters walked out of their own places of hard practice and opened the magic weapons used by their ancestors.
Compared with the Demon Realm, although the current version of the Human Realm has been regressed and remains at the level 60 version, this does not prevent the Human Realm from being really broad.
The human race has dominated the world for countless years, and has plundered countless rare objects and refined treasures from the world. These are all big treasures left by the boss of the 80-level version. Although a huge price must be paid every time they are used, each of these magic weapons is a sect. The door suppresses the existence of luck.
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"The emperor's divine power, his holy virtues are mighty, and his power is powerful in all directions!"
In front of a space portal that was about to appear, Ying Si sat high on a golden dragon chair in the clouds. His eyes were like a deep lake. In the golden pupils, a golden dragon was about to fly. Behind him was the Great Qin Ancestral Dragon Guard.
Thousands of golden flying boats are suspended in the sky, like a fortress. The flying boats are like a huge date core, airtight, with terrifying gun barrels exposed in the only empty window.
There is no doubt that these are Qin Mo's handiwork.
Ying Si looked majestic and did not say a word. Invisible pressure spread in the space. No one knew the true thoughts in the heart of this thousand-year-old emperor at this moment.
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Qingping Mountain, take off!
"The world of mortals is sealed in an instant."
"Half providential and half empty."
"My eyebrows are all swept away by my eyebrows."
"The sword conquers the world and shows its magical power."
The shocking poetry trumpet resounded through Qingming, and suddenly the sky wind roared, like the sound of gods beating drums, the sound of suona at dawn, the sound of mountains and flowing water, the sound of birds approaching the phoenix, and many other strange sounds.
On Qingping Mountain, the door of the Tai Chi Cave suddenly opened, and a peerless female champion walked out of the retreat without walking in the dust.
She was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe, holding a sword in one hand and a harp in the other. She had an unparalleled appearance, an extraordinary temperament, and a dot of gorgeous cinnabar between her brows, making her unparalleled in elegance.
Regarding this first female true monarch in the world, the Grand Master of the Qin Dynasty once made a critical comment in private. True Lord Qingping was as airy as a god. If she had not opened her mouth, perhaps Yuanjun, the only female cultivator in the world, could compete with her due to her broad mind. two.
Yue Qingping stood on the top of Qingping, with her head raised thousands of miles away, and there was no one in the world. She lightly stamped her lotus feet, and her sword energy came out, and she rose up from the mountain again, rushing towards the position decided by the agreement to explore the demons. go.
The wind is like a flute, the water turns sharply, and the momentum rises suddenly from the deep valley.
The rain is drizzling, the black clouds cover the sky, and the sky is rushing thousands of miles away.
Under the spotlight of everyone, Qingping Mountain, the most famous sacred mountain in Zhongzhou, began to enter and leave Qingming.
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"The human world is covered with mountains and rivers, and loyal bones are buried in the green mountains. Where in the world can we find the art of rebirth, and break the way of heaven to travel back and forth."
"Everyone in the world says good medicine is bitter, but I don't know that no medicine in the world is the most bitter!"
There was a faint sigh in the sky, and the figure of the mysterious Taoist holding a levitating hand appeared. Seeing no one around, he immediately lit a large bonfire and took out a pile of flamingo wings and other items from the storage ring. Honey, started to bake.
When the grease fell to the ground and the fragrance overflowed, the strange man Lang Qianhua's expression changed, and he took out a strange egg the size of a basketball, took out a jar of red soil, wrapped it, and buried it in the soil under the bonfire.
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"Follow the right path, abandon evil thoughts, and there is no boundary between black and white."
In another airspace, Uncle Huan is sitting on a huge black and white chessboard. At this moment, he is majestic and radiant. The lotus crown is filled with light. His cultivation is clearly no longer under the divine wisdom that has broken the limit three times.
In order to fight against the demon lord who is about to cross the border, during the demon survey, Uncle Huan proposed to set up the Taishang Dao Sect's first enemy formation, the Zhenlong Chess Formation, to resist the unworldly demon.
On the black and white chessboard nodes, Shenhui, Tuoshan and other monks were arranged in various directions. Their spirits fluctuated continuously in the airspace, and they actually began to comprehend the changes in the formation.
"Everyone, please keep your position. Pindao will be the one to preside over all changes in the formation."
"However, there are still some changes, and I would like to explain them to you fellow Taoists."
"First…"
Uncle Huan is proficient in the art of black and white chess. He only met his mentor in middle age and began to practice. At first, his talent was not obvious, and his cultivation level was not above the average level in the Taishang Taoist sect. But the scary thing is that he has never been able to practice it. Stop and break through one after another.
While his fellow seniors encountered bottlenecks one after another and wasted half their lives, he was like that magical turtle. His cultivation was never the fastest, but he never stopped making progress.
When he went through time and looked back again, he had become the number one disciple among the Taishang Taoist sect, followed by his uncle in the sect, and his master was surpassed by him.
Some of the monks who were contemporaries of Huan Shuzi were jealous and bluntly said that Huan Shuzi was acting like the divine turtle, so it was better to change his Taoist name to 'Tao Ren Turtle'.
Regarding these malicious rumors and slander, Uncle Huan smiled lightly. He just gently opened the window of his dormitory and smiled at his aggrieved disciple who came to complain:
"Chier, isn't the word "turtle" bad?"
"The tortoise represents stability, neither speed nor speed, neither arrogance nor impatience. There is stillness in movement, and movement in stillness."
"Ignore those rumors. When they die, Pindao will take some fruits to their graves and take a look at them."
Er Cao's body and name will be destroyed, and the eternal flow of rivers will not be wasted.
Sure enough, the contemporaneous monks who originally slandered Huan Shuzi now have thatch on their graves more than ten feet high, and some even have disappeared from their graves, and no one remembers their names anymore.
Under the leadership of Uncle Huan, the Taishang Taoist Sect has always dominated the sects in strength, and the Dongzhou Taoist Sect has even suppressed both the Buddhist and Demonic Sects.
To this day, Uncle Huan's prestige in the Taoist sect is so high that no one can shake it. He even has an outstanding reputation in the Demonic Sect and the Buddhist Sect.
When Yichengzi, the master of the Great Qin State, asked Ying Si for advice and comments on the monks of the sects in the world, he read all the information about Huan Shuzi, and finally sighed and gave him four words of high praise.
"He's so stable!"
Just when the Human Realm side was frantically mobilizing troops and generals to prepare for the crisis when the Demon Lord came, a little friction also occurred on Yi Chen's side.
"Elder of the clan, do you think how many people I have brought here?" Along with the voice of Luan Shou Demon's irrepressible joy, suddenly a black shield suddenly rose above the teleportation stone platform, and Luan Shou Demon But the faint light was flowing around his body, ignoring the barrier and arriving outside the stone platform.
An old-looking, majestic Luan-headed demon with two pairs of black wings walked out of the darkness with a smile.
Behind it is a group of eagle-headed demon guards with the same powerful aura, wearing strong armor and strong swords.
The magic light flowing on the armor is obviously a fine magic weapon that has been carefully refined.
"Luan Rui, well done. Although you don't have the best bloodline in your generation, you are the smartest among our clan and have excellent vision."
"In one fell swoop, we deceived so many fools with excellent bloodline power into coming here."
"As soon as the secret method in the hands of the old devil with blood stripes is obtained, I will definitely report it to the clan leader, pass on the secret method to you, give you bloodline, and greatly increase your potential!"
"Thank you clan elder!" Luan Rui couldn't help but look overjoyed when he heard this.
It has been planning so hard for so long, isn't it just for this moment?
Greatly increasing potential, imparting secret techniques, and conferring high-level bloodline resources, this sounds like a beautiful thing.
"Luan Rui, you bastard, you are treacherous! As the leader of the Arctic Demon Kingdom, we, the Luan Demon Clan, are not afraid of retribution for committing such an act?" An old goat-headed demon saw the change in front of him. He couldn't help shouting angrily.
It accidentally obtained a secret map during an adventure, and knew that there was an extremely hidden secret place on the edge of the Thousand Stones Cave where it could sneak into the Thousands of Stones Cave.
If it hadn't been coveting the teleportation array mentioned by Luan Rui and got the news that the Blood-striped Old Demon was in Thousand Stone Demon Cave too late, it wouldn't have thought of using the teleportation array of Luan Demon's caravan.
Unfortunately, it never expected that the Luan Demon clan was the royal family of the Demon Kingdom, and its appearance was so ugly. It was so crazy that it didn't care about the reputation of the clan at all.
"Luan Rui, I regret that I shouldn't have listened to you, and I'm so angry. Didn't you, the Luan Demon clan, preach that demons should have faith and not fight on their own? Why did you try to deceive us?"
Luan Rui listened to the curses from many demons, but it was like hearing fairy music. He couldn't help but grinned and said: "Are I talking about faith for you?"
"It's just talk, you don't really believe it."
"Screen, scold, it's your honor for a group of dying people to be able to contribute to improving our bloodline strength." Amid the ferocious laughter of the Luan-shou Demon, Yi Chen couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. .
The demons in the Demon Realm are so rude.
He originally thought that the Luan Demon clan would stumble and conspire through blood contracts or other places, but who knew that they would be slaughtered as soon as they showed up.
This trip to the teleportation array in Beiyuan City turned out to be a transit point in northern Myanmar.